All Chapters of Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

Raymond's face hardened. "Diana's methods are still too gentle."No matter how he looked at Julian, Raymond felt the man was slightly unworthy of his sister. If Sydney wanted to walk away, that would be her decision alone. No one else had the right to claim her.James shook his head. He did not fully agree. "This time, it's hard to say."Something about Diana felt wrong today. She was calm, but not casually so. It was the kind of composure that came from long preparation and absolute confidence in the result.Diana noticed the brothers watching her, yet she did not spare them a glance.Many of the guests had traveled all the way from Brimcrest tonight. Several were old friends of the Huttons.Albus disliked such occasions and chose not to attend. Diana took charge instead. For her, it posed no difficulty. She handled everything with effortless grace.Before entering the private room, Megan instinctively glanced toward Diana. When she saw that Diana showed no interest at all, she finall

Megan had always known that Diana was not someone to cross. In the past, though, Diana's methods had been direct and measured. She always left room to retreat.This was the first time Megan felt real fear. She sensed it with painful clarity. Diana did not want to warn her anymore. She wanted to crush her for good.At those words, Theodore looked at Diana with fresh doubt. From the moment the day began, she had seemed like a different person. Before, she had been calm and decisive, yet dutiful and restrained. Today, only the decisiveness remained.Before Theodore could question her, Diana inclined her head slightly toward the police.A faint smile touched her lips as she spoke clearly, her voice carrying across the room. "Yes, it was me. But how is that pulling strings behind the scenes? You are the one poisoning people in secret."One of the Hutton family rules is never to abuse power or bully others. I am simply respecting the police and the law."Her words answered Megan direct

At the sound of that voice, Eloise turned on instinct. When she saw Julian, the hatred in her eyes nearly overflowed. Her teeth ground together, loud in the sudden hush.Victor looked at Julian, then at Diana, and finally at Eloise. His head buzzed. He felt the attention shift toward him. The old flattery had vanished. What remained was bare satisfaction at watching others suffer.'Impossible…' Eloise had raised him with her own hands. She knew him, and he knew her. He also knew his cousin well enough. Every instinct confirmed it. The realization struck like a bucket of ice water dumped over him in the depths of winter.'So this is why Julian has never gotten along with me. Why Grandma has always treated Julian so poorly. It has nothing to do with old grudges between my father and uncle. The truth is simple. I am not a Sterling,' he thought.Eloise had targeted Julian to secure greater benefits for him. It was no wonder she had never agreed when he argued that Julian should take fu

It likely stemmed from the environment they grew up in, but all the Hutton children developed a fondness for weapons at an early age.By the time Raymond reached elementary school, his room overflowed with models: guns, fighter jets, tanks, and warships.When Vee returned to Brimcrest with their parents, she had only just learned to walk. She had toddled into Raymond's room by herself, crawled and stumbled across the floor, seized a toy gun, and refused to let it go.Before Vee was born, Raymond had been the most spoiled child in the family. Everyone had indulged him without restraint. At that time, his stubbornness had bordered on obsession, and he had flatly refused to give the toy to her.Later, when he finally wanted to, there was no opportunity left.After settling in Jouleston, he had left most of his belongings in Brimcrest. Only this model gun had come with him. Tonight, he had brought it on a whim, thinking that Sydney might like it if she showed up.He never expected it

Sydney froze.Twenty years ago, Julian had been barely ten years old. He had no power and no influence. There was no way he could have owed two lives."There has to be some misunderstanding. Back then, Julian was just a ten-year-old…""Did I say he did it?" Tristan cut in.He added casually, "Sins of the father, paid by the son. Sounds fair to me."Only then did Sydney truly understand. This had nothing to do with Julian himself. Whatever the older generation had done, and whether a mistake had occurred back then, she had no way of knowing.Before she could speak again, the bespectacled man hurried in and bent at the waist. "Mr. Sinclair, they've found us."Sydney knew who "they" were."So fast?" Tristan glanced at her with a cool smile, as if unsurprised. "Looks like you matter a lot to Julian. Seems I played the right card."He showed no panic. Excitement flickered in his eyes, the thrill of revenge finally within reach.At that moment, Sydney felt no relief that Julian was