Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 235

Sydney demonstrates her exceptional dedication to her work, pushing herself beyond normal limits to achieve academic excellence. While her peers struggle, she thrives, often sacrificing personal needs like meals for her research.

However, her routine takes a dark turn when she finds herself alone in the underground garage of Sterling Corp., an unsettling feeling creeping over her as she notices the dimly lit space and the absence of the usual bustling crowd. As she approaches her car, two ominous figures emerge from a nearby van, revealing that someone has paid for her life. Before she can react, darkness envelops her, and she loses consciousness.

When Sydney awakens, she is bound in the backseat of a car, panic surging through her as she realizes one of her captors is making a chilling phone call, threatening her husband Caleb if he involves the police. Meanwhile, Caleb is in his office, filled with a mix of fury and desperation upon hearing the kidnapper's demands. He is determined to rescue Sydney, showcasing a fierce side of him that few have seen. As he prepares to confront the situation, his assistant Gordon expresses concern over Caleb's decision to go alone, understanding the dangers that lie ahead.

Caleb's confidence in himself contrasts sharply with the reality of the threat against Sydney, highlighting the emotional turmoil he faces. The chapter escalates further when Penelope arrives, distressed and in tears, revealing that another child, Timmy, has also been kidnapped. This revelation adds another layer of urgency to Caleb's mission, intertwining the fates of Sydney and Timmy as he grapples with the weight of multiple lives at stake.

The chapter closes with a sense of impending danger and a race against time, leaving readers on edge as Caleb prepares to face whatever challenges await him. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia** **Chapter 235** From a young age, Sydney had always possessed an extraordinary gift. While most of her peers struggled to climb the academic ladder from the very bottom, she had the remarkable advantage of starting at a high point-an impressive 90.

Yet, that was merely the beginning for her; she relentlessly pushed herself beyond the limits, striving for an astonishing 150. Her dedication was unwavering, often keeping her in the lab long after the sun had set. Lunchtime became a mere suggestion, one she routinely ignored as she immersed herself in her work. It was only when the clock struck late afternoon that the gnawing sensation in her stomach reminded her of her hunger. With Tiffany away on an extended trip, the thought of dining out held no appeal.

her way to the elevator. As it descended to the underground garage, she took a moment to appreciate the grandeur of Sterling Corp.'s headquarters. The building had cost a small fortune, and its maintenance was a continuous expense. However, unlike many other garages that often felt cold and unwelcoming, this one was bathed in bright LED

had never once felt fear in this place. Today, however, an unsettling sensation washed over her as she stepped out of the elevator. The garage was engulfed in darkness, with only the faintest glimmer of light lingering in the corners. The rush hour crowd had long since dispersed, leaving the space eerily empty and hollow. The cool air prickled against

a wave of relief washed over her. Sterling Corp.'s security was renowned for its reliability, and that thought provided a small comfort. "Ms. Wilson, right?" The calm, almost casual voice interrupted her thoughts as she approached her car. Two tall figures emerged

Panic surged through her as she glanced around, only to find one of her captors seated beside her, engaged in a phone conversation. He seemed completely unfazed by

you dare lay a finger on her, I will make sure you

merely chuckled, a dismissive sound that sent a chill down Caleb's spine. "Mr. Hampton, men like us live with the constant threat of danger. We do not fear threats. I've already sent the address to your phone. Remember,

determination hardening his features as he turned to Gordon. "Ensure our men secure all entrances and exits of that factory. But do not alert them prematurely." Gordon hesitated, concern etched on his face. "And you? You truly intend

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