Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 140 "What is it?" Sydney asked. Julian hesitated, weighing his words, then finally spoke. His voice was rough, like gravel scraping steel. "You could always consider using yourself to pay- "Babe, I'm back!" The elevator doors slid open. Tiffany stepped out, a purse draped over one arm, takeout bags in the other. Her cheerful voice cut Julian off mid-sentence, sharp and jarring. Sydney bolted upright, eyes locked on Julian. "What did you just say?" "Nothing." Julian's tone was flat. He glanced at Tiffany, then stepped back, calling the dog inside.

Tiffany clamped a hand over her mouth, shot Sydney a series of frantic looks, and almost screamed, "What the hell was that?" "What do you mean, what the hell?" Sydney tugged her toward the door, ushering her inside. Tiffany replayed Julian's expression in her mind. She shook her head. "No way that was nothing. The way he looked at me... He wanted blood. What did he say?" "He didn't even finish before you showed up," Sydney said. She took the takeout containers from Tiffany and began unpacking them onto the table. Julian's words had been so low she hadn't caught them.

worked, the clearer her mind became. By the time the sun was high, she finally stood, lightheaded,

was out before she finished the sentence. Julian was about to hang up when he caught the faint sound of her slow, steady breathing. He paused, then lowered his hand. He looked down, his eyelashes casting shadows that hid the flicker

but to come over." Julian sprawled on the couch and crossed his legs. "What do you want?" His expression was dark due to the interruption. Raymond