Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

the narrative unfolds with a sense of surreal calmness as Jeremiah concludes his treatment session with Dr. Sydney Wilson. Grateful for her presence, he expresses his appreciation, while Sydney, though professional, reveals a hint of warmth stemming from their shared history.

However, Sydney grapples with her own turmoil, haunted by unanswered questions about her past and the possibility of her biological parents' involvement in the drug trade. The emotional weight of her fears prevents her from accepting any connection with them, as she vows to protect her future child from a legacy of pain. As they return to the institute, Marcus notices Sydney's distracted state and inquires about her conversation with Mr. Clifford. Just then, a call from Eloise, her estranged grandmother, interrupts her thoughts.

Sydney's past relationship with Eloise was fraught with tension, and the sudden change in Eloise's tone during the call leaves her confused and skeptical. When Jason informs her that Madam Sterling, Eloise, has fainted and wishes to see her, Sydney's disbelief rises. She questions the sincerity of Eloise's intentions, feeling that a mere fainting spell could not prompt genuine remorse after years of emotional distance. Eloise, on the other hand, reacts to Sydney's abrupt end to the call with frustration and a sense of losing control.

She reflects on how she had once wielded power over Sydney, turning her into a tool for her own purposes. Now, the dynamics have shifted, and she feels threatened by Sydney's defiance. Jason, aware of the need for a reconciliatory approach, suggests that Eloise show a softer side to Sydney to mend their fractured relationship. However, Eloise's pride and unwillingness to humble herself complicate matters, leading to a confrontation with Jason about the necessity of adapting her strategy.

As the chapter progresses, Eloise makes a calculated decision to reach out to a man who could help her maintain her grip on the situation. The man advises her that publicly acknowledging Sydney as part of the Hutton family could alleviate scrutiny from the police regarding their operations. This ruthless yet logical plan reveals the depths of Eloise's character, showcasing her willingness to manipulate familial bonds for her own gain, further entrenching the emotional and moral conflicts at play in the story.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You** **by Aurelia** **Novel 487** **Chapter 487** The treatment unfolded with an almost surreal smoothness, as if the universe had conspired to ensure that everything went right for once. As the session drew to a close, Jeremiah accepted the new prescription that Sydney had meticulously crafted. He steadied himself against his cane, a familiar companion that had become a symbol of both his struggles and his resilience, and guided them toward the exit. "Dr.

Wilson, thank you for your presence today," he said, his voice carrying a weight of gratitude. "I will not impede your care," she replied, her tone measured and professional, yet there was an underlying warmth that hinted at their shared history. Jeremiah, however, did not wait for her to inquire further. He took the initiative, his brow furrowed with the seriousness of what needed to be addressed. Sydney pressed her lips together, a habit formed from years of caution. She remained guarded, but the edge in her voice softened slightly. "Mr.

had provided her with a fleeting sense of stability, a lifeline in her turbulent sea of thoughts, yet the questions that haunted her remained unanswered. Why had she found herself alone in that dismal Southeast Lavian den years ago? Had someone trafficked her?

her life once; she would not allow her child to inherit that same legacy of uncertainty and pain. As they drove back to the

insistently, cutting through the tension. The screen flashed the name "Eloise." Once, she had labeled that contact as "Grandma," a title that had felt both warm and familiar. Yet, after recent events, she had changed it. The sudden reappearance of the name sent a jolt through her, and she hesitated for a moment before answering. "Hello," she said, her voice remaining cool and

gather her thoughts, Jason's voice cut through the haze. "Ms. Wilson, Madam Sterling fainted last night. She has been asking for you all morning. If

glare at Jason, who stood nearby. "This time, Madam Sterling genuinely wishes to see you and talk. After her

that?" Sydney snapped, her voice rising with disbelief. "Was she 'foolish' for the last twenty years? Jason, I have to go." Without waiting for a response, she abruptly hung up, her heart racing. People did not change their minds that quickly. A single fainting spell did not suddenly inspire remorse. The sun rising in the west seemed a more plausible event. On the other end of the

suddenly felt like they were cloaked in hard feathers, their presence oppressive. She had never intended to lose control over Sydney. If she had maintained her authority all those years ago, Sydney would have been compliant, a tool for her purposes without any double-faced scheming or secrets. Now, everything had spiraled out of her grasp. In her eyes, Julian deserved no better than that girl who had defied her. Jason had accompanied Eloise that fateful night, fully aware of the dynamics at play. "Madam," he began cautiously, sensing the storm

may need you to adopt a more conciliatory approach. For example, show her a softer side more than once." Jason had observed Sydney closely; he knew her tough exterior masked a heart that was not made of iron. "She may appear unyielding, but there is a softer part within her. If you..." "If I what?" Eloise barked, her voice laced with