LOGINClearly, the two of them were not speaking about the same thing. Even so, Florence felt a small measure of comfort.At the same time, the ache in her heart deepened. She had never wanted to raise her daughter to be this understanding, this gentle to a fault. She would have preferred a willful little girl.When Florence thought of how many hardships Sydney must have endured to become this way, her heart tightened as if seized by an invisible hand. No words came.She could only hold Sydney a little closer. She could not imagine how she was meant to make up for the past or how she could ever atone for her failures as a mother.Sydney clearly felt Florence crying harder. There were no sobs, but the dampness spreading across her shoulder told the story. For no clear reason, an unspoken sadness rose in Sydney's own chest.When Julian came downstairs, this was the scene that greeted him. These two really were something.He walked over helplessly, patted Sydney on the head, and said, "Di
Sydney was full of questions, yet no new message came through for a long time.She got out of bed and was about to go downstairs to tell Julian when her phone rang again.Her entire body tensed. When she saw the caller ID, her racing heart gradually settled. She answered."Hello, Mr. Clifford.""Dr. Wilson." Jeremiah's voice carried its usual mild warmth. "Would you like me to arrange a car to pick you up for tomorrow evening's charity gala?"'The charity gala…' Sydney froze for a beat before it registered. The Huttons' charity gala was tomorrow night.Over the past two days, her thoughts had been consumed by Eliana. She had completely forgotten about it.As soon as she remembered, hesitation surfaced.Tomorrow morning, Ewan's analysis results would be released. After that, developing the antidote would become a race against time. No matter how important tomorrow night might be, it could not compare to Eliana's condition.As for those so-called biological parents she had yet t
Marcus waited quietly to the side, listening for Alan's diagnosis.Alan tucked Eliana's hand back beneath the blanket. "It matches your judgment almost exactly. A compound poison like this is extremely complex. Part of the toxin in Eliana's body has not fully taken effect yet."At this stage, if she takes an antidote that is not perfectly matched, it could instead accelerate the remaining toxin."The words made Sydney's chest sink even further. She sat in silence for a long moment.This was all because of her.Alan knew her too well to miss the turn of her thoughts. "Enough. I'm back now. Marc will stay and help. You and Julian go home and rest properly for a day."More persuasion would only waste time. Sending her home was the better choice."I want to stay here with Eliana," Sydney said."When I tell you to go back, you go back." Alan did not argue.He reached out and checked her pulse, his expression uncharacteristically severe. "I noticed earlier that your complexion was o
If this had happened before, Julian would have darkened at once. This time, however, he merely coughed lightly, almost without realizing it.Sydney assumed Raymond was joking. She curved her lips into a smile and teased him. "Raymond, you're suddenly so friendly. I'm not really used to it."Among Julian's circle of friends, Raymond had always liked her the least. After knowing each other for so many years, they were not even connected on social media.When she added Caleb and the others back then, she had mentioned it to Raymond in person, only to receive a flat rejection.Raymond's gaze flicked over and caught the faint, barely concealed schadenfreude in Julian's eyes. He shot him a sideways look, then replied sourly, "Maybe only Jules can make you call me Ray willingly."The remark carried a sharp edge, though that kind of jealousy was not really his place.Whether it was Raymond himself or the Huttons as a whole, they owed Julian their thanks for protecting Sydney all these ye
And precisely because of that, when it came to the sister they had finally found again after so many years, they would cherish her more than anyone else ever could. They would never allow anyone to stand in her way again.Seeing the determination in Diana's eyes, Raymond gradually calmed down. "Then I'll head to the hospital to check on Sydney."To Sydney, Eliana was family in every sense of the word. If anything truly happened to her, he did not know whether Sydney could endure it.Diana shared the same concern. "Go take a look first. If anything happens, contact me immediately."She could not spare the time herself. She still needed to return to the municipal office.At the hospital…After ending the call, Sydney sat by the bed, holding Eliana's hand, her heart once again hanging in suspense.Even though Diana had reassured her, and even though she knew Julian would exhaust every possible option, nothing compared to the peace of mind that came from holding the antidote in her
The more Raymond thought about it, the more restless he became. He shot to his feet and tossed out a single sentence. "Those two upstairs are your responsibility."Then he strode out. The drowsiness vanished, and the fatigue evaporated. Only one thought remained. 'Sydney is my sister. That gentle, obedient child. The girl who later learned to walk on eggshells, she is my sister…'He knew exactly how that old Sterling witch had treated her.She was smart. She learned how to soften her tone, how to say what people wanted to hear, how to placate that old witch. When she had to, she even learned how to deceive her.Even so, her life over the years had been nothing but misery. She should have grown up in the Hutton family, cherished like a princess. Instead, she endured years of hardship. How had that happened?Setting aside the nine years she spent beside Julian, there were still more than ten years before that. More than 3,000 days and nights. How many decades does a person even get







