All Chapters of Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

When the other party didn't respond, Penelope marched toward the car, fury tightening every step. She raised her hand, ready to pound on the window.Before she could, the door burst open from inside with such force that she stumbled backward and nearly fell.She was used to having her way, so the humiliation made her blood burn. She was about to lash out when a tall man stepped out, his presence sharp and menacing.Recognition flickered across her face. Her anger vanished in an instant. "You! You're Mr. Sinclair from DK Pharmaceuticals, aren't you?"Tristan didn't answer. His expression was icy as he closed the distance between them and seized her throat before slamming her against the side of her car.The shock left her gasping. His teeth clenched as he hissed, "Are you brain-dead? Who gave you the guts to lay a hand on Sydney in Brimcrest City?"Flint had been out of prison for some time but hadn't made a move against Sydney for good reason. One reckless act could draw the poli

The next morning, after washing up, Sydney was ready to check out of the hospital.When she opened the ward door, she found James standing outside. He wasn't in his usual business suit but dressed casually."I got back to Brimcrest last night. My mother asked me to pick you up for discharge," he greeted her with a refined tone and polite warmth. "There's no need to handle the paperwork," he added. "Everything's already taken care of. If you don't have much luggage, we can leave right away."Diana was supposed to pick her up, but a last-minute meeting had taken her to a neighboring city. She wouldn't be back until the next day.Sydney blinked in surprise, then smiled. "Alright, let's go."To make her discharge smoother, Florence had sent all of Sydney's clothes to the Hutton estate the previous day.On the way there, James brought up the car accident. "I called the police this morning. The suspect is about to confess. You don't have to worry too much."Sydney hadn't expected th

When she was little, Megan had always fought for attention with baby Vivian, who was still wrapped in swaddling clothes at the time.As she grew older, her temper only became wilder. In Brimcrest, "arrogant" was far too mild a word to describe her. Backed by the Hutton family's immense influence, she did whatever she pleased.Whenever she got into trouble, Theodore—burdened by guilt toward her—would smooth things over without complaint. Years of such indulgence had made her completely lose her sense of boundaries."Alright." Sydney nodded lightly, her clear eyes lifting toward James. "Um, are you okay?"She could tell that ever since Megan's earlier outburst, something in his mood had darkened.James gave a faint, almost self-deprecating smile. "I'm fine. You should rest for a bit."Perhaps it was the exhaustion from her hospital stay, but after he left, Sydney lay down and drifted into sleep almost instantly.When she woke, the room was bathed in golden afternoon light, and a w

For a moment, the air around the dinner table froze.Sydney knew exactly what he meant, but uncertainty churned inside her. She instinctively looked up.Under the warm glow of the chandelier, Julian's sharp features seemed even more defined—stern, cool, distant, as if carved from stone.She almost doubted her own hearing. Had those words truly come from his mouth?But when his dark eyes met hers, she knew.Yes. They had.Heat rushed through her chest. She lowered her gaze, avoiding his steady stare. Something inside her surged uncontrollably—an ache, a longing she could neither name nor suppress.Megan was oblivious to the tension, and her smile widened."Then let's make a bet," she said brightly. "We'll see who gives in first. Me or whoever you're waiting for."Raymond's patience finally snapped. "Can't you tell he doesn't even want to look at you? Can't you keep quiet for one meal?"No one knew better than he did. Julian would never look at Megan that way. That man had alre

James swiftly handed Sydney the silver needles. Once he and Theodore stepped outside, Sydney began her work. Her movements were steady and precise as she inserted the needles into each acupoint with practiced ease.Within minutes, Florence slowly regained consciousness.Sydney pressed a gentle hand to her shoulder. "Don't move yet. I'm still administering the treatment.""Alright," Florence murmured.As the memory of the argument and the dizziness returned, Florence looked at Sydney and sighed softly. "Don't take Meg's words to heart."It was an apology for how Megan had tried to drive her away that morning.Then she added, "And as for what she said at dinner, you can forget that too."That made her stance clear. The Huttons would not pursue a marriage between Megan and Julian.Sydney's chest tightened. She told herself she didn't care, but she knew that wasn't true. Still, she had no right to feel otherwise. She had been the one to let go first.Her fingers brushed against he