Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 110 With the last shred of consciousness, Sydney managed to slide the thin silver needle beneath her skin. When she woke again, she was lying on a hotel bed. Her limbs felt heavy and useless, yet the room was empty, silent. There was no one else in sight. She did not have time to think. Instinctively, she grabbed her phone and dialed the one number etched into her memory. The call barely connected when the door opened. Victor sauntered in with a lewd grin. He blinked in mild surprise to see her awake. "Well, well. Not bad. Must be nice to be a doctor.

That dose would have knocked anyone else out for hours, and here you are, up in ten minutes?" Sydney knew it was thanks to the needle that had slowed the drug's effects. Still, the dosage was far too strong. She had no strength to run, no chance to fight. Whoever had planned this had intended to leave her no escape. Hiding her trembling hands beneath the quilt, she glared at him. "Victor! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" "What am I doing?" He raised a brow and strolled closer. "Isn't it obvious?" Her eyes burned red, and her voice hoarse but sharp as steel.

wouldn't have waited all these years." He bent down and inhaled the scent of her hair, heat flashing in his eyes. "Young lady, even your hair smells sweet." Sydney forced her shaking body still and said through her gritted teeth, "Julian and Caleb are still downstairs!" "So what?" His grin turned vile. "The elevator

knew Caleb's heart belonged to someone else. For the sake of the Hampton-Sterling alliance, would he risk a war over a nominal wife? Hardly. As for Julian, Victor indeed feared him. But even if Julian wanted him dead, he would still have to get past Eloise. Worst case? Victor might take a beating. Still, it did not matter. So long as Victor had Sydney, it was worth it. His obsession with her had grown into a gnawing addiction. The more unattainable she

the exit. He tried calling back, but the