Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Sydney is deeply engaged in giving Elizabeth a massage, unaware of the tension brewing in the background. The scene is warm and familiar as she chats with Florence, and Elizabeth begins to relax, reminiscing about her youngest daughter, Vivian. This mention stirs a mix of nostalgia and sorrow in Florence, who recalls Vivian's charm and the joy she brought to their family.

The memories evoke a bittersweet feeling, highlighting the love and loss that permeate their lives. As the chapter progresses, Florence's admiration for Sydney is tinged with suspicion, leading her to consider a DNA test to confirm any possible connection to Vivian. Sydney, on the other hand, grapples with her own haunting memories of loss, feeling the weight of her past as she navigates her current pregnancy. Despite her solitary existence, the ache of her lost child lingers, complicating her emotions as she provides comfort to others.

Florence's maternal instincts kick in as she gently urges Sydney to rest, sensing her exhaustion. When Sydney finally awakens, the atmosphere shifts dramatically as she is jolted by a frantic call from Tiffany. The urgency in Tiffany's voice reveals a crisis surrounding a drug Sydney developed for Sterling Corp., with accusations of negligence surfacing online. The news sends a wave of anxiety through Sydney, who tries to maintain her composure amidst the chaos. As she processes the situation, she resolves to contact Julian, the head of Sterling Corp., to uncover the truth behind the scandal.

The chapter culminates in a tense moment as Sydney prepares to call Julian, only to be interrupted by his unexpected arrival at her door. His presence is charged with emotion, and despite her innocence, Sydney feels an inexplicable guilt wash over her. The chapter encapsulates a blend of nostalgia, anxiety, and the weight of unresolved emotions, setting the stage for the unfolding drama surrounding both Sydney and Sterling Corp.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Chapter 433** Sydney immersed herself fully in the soothing rhythm of the massage she was administering to Elizabeth, blissfully unaware of the simmering resentment lurking at the far end of the hallway. Her voice flowed easily as she chatted with Florence, a gentle cadence that filled the air with warmth and familiarity. As Sydney's skilled hands worked their magic, Elizabeth's previously furrowed brow began to smooth out, the tension gradually melting away.

She let out a deep sigh of satisfaction, her voice laced with nostalgia as she said to Florence, "If only Vee were here, she'd be right beside me, giving me a massage too." Memories of Vivian flooded back to Florence, taking her to a time when Vivian, not yet two years old, had returned to Brimcrest with her parents for the holidays. Even then, her words flowed like a gentle stream, her sentences complete and coherent while other children struggled to articulate their thoughts.

who was known for his stoic demeanor, would crack a smile at her antics. Florence could vividly recall how Vivian would drape his military medals around her neck, treating them like precious toys, and he never once raised his voice in reprimand. The mere mention of

memory bittersweet. Their Vee had always been such a gentle soul, a well-behaved child who seemed to embody kindness and joy. Florence's gaze drifted back to Sydney, a mix of admiration and suspicion swirling within her. If it weren't for the fear of offending Sydney, she might have already taken the drastic step of ordering a DNA test,

parents who had lost a child lingered within her, a haunting presence for over twenty years. The thought of offering comfort felt like a weight too heavy to bear. After all, after so many years, the possibility of finding that child again was nearly a fantasy. As the massage came to a close, Florence felt a pang of concern for Sydney's well-being. "You should head upstairs and rest

subsided, Sydney's primary symptom of pregnancy had become an overwhelming sense of drowsiness. She settled back on the bed, intending to lose herself in a book for a while, but the heaviness in her eyelids betrayed her intentions. Before she realized it, she had drifted off into a deep slumber. When she finally awoke, the room was bathed in a soft golden light

it was the insistent ringing of her phone. "Hello?" she answered groggily, not bothering to check the caller ID, still caught in the haze of sleep. "Thank God! Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you forever!" Tiffany's frantic voice burst through the line, jolting Sydney fully awake. "Something's happened!" Tiffany was not one to exaggerate, and the urgency in her tone sent a shiver

As Tiffany quickly recounted the unfolding situation, Sydney felt a knot tighten in her stomach. "But don't panic," Tiffany continued, her voice softening but still carrying an air of gravity. "Your drug passed all clinical trials. There's

dig up personal information." With her heart pounding in her chest, Sydney nodded, even though Tiffany couldn't see her. She ended the call and