Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Raymond is filled with anxiety as he observes Julian's tense state. He is concerned about Julian's potential rash actions, particularly regarding Caleb, who is biologically their nephews' father. As Julian prepares to confront Caleb, Raymond intervenes with a desperate plea, highlighting Sydney's pregnancy and the potential consequences of a fight on the unborn child.

This plea momentarily calms Julian's anger, revealing the complex emotions tied to family and responsibility. Meanwhile, Sydney and Tiffany share a poignant moment upstairs. Tiffany's curiosity about Sydney's relationship with Julian leads to an emotional conversation where Sydney reflects on Julian's past sacrifices to protect her. She expresses a bittersweet longing, wishing she could have taken the bullet meant for him instead of living with the burden of his choices.

Tiffany's concern for Sydney's well-being contrasts with Sydney's unresolved feelings, suggesting that the pain of their shared history still looms large. As Sydney reveals her true lineage and the details surrounding her past, Tiffany's disbelief transforms into relief upon learning that the old Sterling witch did not kill Sydney's real parents. This revelation holds the potential to mend the rift between Sydney and Julian, as it suggests that the power struggles within their families may have deeper, more grotesque roots.

The chapter builds tension around the implications of these family dynamics, emphasizing how blood relations can become secondary to the pursuit of power. Tiffany's urgency to discuss these revelations with Julian highlights the pressing nature of their situation. She understands the chaotic public relations landscape they are navigating, and the potential backlash from their family's actions looms ominously.

The chapter concludes with Tiffany waking up energized by a new idea, suggesting that their efforts for good may lead to unexpected blessings, setting the stage for further developments in their intertwined lives. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 470** **Chapter 470** Raymond felt a surge of anxiety as he observed Julian's tense demeanor. He wanted to caution him against acting rashly. After all, Caleb was, in every biological sense, the father of their two nephews.

The moment that thought crystallized in his mind, a prickling sensation danced across his scalp, and he mentally chastised himself. If that particular detail ever slipped from his lips, he knew Julian would unleash his wrath-perhaps even twice over, just to drive the point home. Desperation ignited a flurry of thoughts in his mind, each one more frantic than the last. Just as Julian's hand was poised to knock on the door, Raymond's voice burst forth, almost a plea. "Wait, Sydney's pregnant!

from Julian began to dissipate almost instantaneously. After a brief, tense moment, his hand

if it's even my nephew yet?" The truth weighed heavily on him; he still grappled with

either. Meanwhile, upstairs, Tiffany had been holding back a multitude of questions, her curiosity bubbling just beneath the surface. As soon as the door closed behind the two men, she turned to Sydney, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. "So, what's the status between you and Julian now?" "Exactly what you saw," Sydney replied, pressing her

harm's reach. Tiffany froze, her expression shifting to one of concern. "Why?" "Because he wanted to protect me." Sydney's smile was faint, yet a bitter edge tugged at the corners of her mouth. Deep down,

hair in frustration. "Idiot. Staying alive is what matters most." She added softly, "Besides, Julian's alive, isn't he?" Sydney remained silent, her thoughts a tumultuous storm. Tiffany could sense that Sydney had mostly come to terms with her past, yet the pain lingered like a dark

Tiffany sat there, her mind reeling in disbelief. "So you're telling me the old Sterling witch didn't actually kill your real parents?" "Right," Sydney affirmed, nodding her head. Tiffany exhaled a breath

then perhaps the chasm between Sydney and Julian could finally begin to mend. And knowing Julian's capacity for cold indifference when it suited him, he might not even harbor much concern for Eloise any longer. There was a strong possibility that she had orchestrated the shooting that nearly claimed Julian's life, too. In families like theirs, the deeper one delved, the