Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Tiffany stands her ground against a bald man who represents a financial threat to her family. She emphasizes that despite their modest home, it holds enough value to settle their debts, showcasing her determination to protect her family's property. The tension escalates when Stanley, her father, angrily confronts her from the window, accusing her of betrayal for suggesting they sell the house.

Tiffany, feeling a familiar resignation to her father's outbursts, remains unfazed and focused on the bald man's hesitance. As the confrontation unfolds, Tiffany presents a business card to the bald man, signaling her readiness to take legal action if necessary. Raymond, who has been observing the situation, also hands over his business card, which adds to the confusion of the thug. Their exchange highlights Tiffany's resolve to handle the situation independently, while also revealing Raymond's supportive role.

However, the atmosphere shifts when Mabel, Tiffany's mother, rushes down in distress, pleading with her daughter not to sell the family home. Mabel's emotional turmoil is palpable as she expresses fear about losing their home, which symbolizes stability for the family. Tiffany's exhaustion is evident as she confronts her mother about their financial struggles and the reality of their situation. Mabel's desperation leads her to suggest that Raymond could help them financially, but Tiffany's incredulous laughter underscores the absurdity of their predicament.

The chapter captures the deep emotional conflicts within the family, highlighting Tiffany's struggle for independence and the weight of familial expectations. Ultimately, this chapter emphasizes themes of financial strain, familial loyalty, and the quest for personal agency. Tiffany's unwavering stance against her family's demands reflects her desire to break free from their burdens, while the chaotic interactions reveal the complexities of love, obligation, and the harsh realities of their lives.

The reader is left with a sense of tension and uncertainty about the family's future, as Tiffany grapples with her identity and the sacrifices she must make. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 491** **Chapter 491** "Wrong." Tiffany's voice was steady, yet there was an edge to it that hinted at her resolve. "They possess money. More than I could ever hope to have." The bald man's expression was one of sheer disbelief, his mouth slightly agape as he processed her words.

With a pointed gesture, she directed his attention toward the modest house behind her. "This may seem like a small place, but in this neighborhood, it holds a value significant enough to settle the debt." The house was an old courtyard home, a relic nestled in the bustling heart of Jouleston. Though the plot was small, in this district, it was a treasure trove of potential. They could either sell it outright or secure a mortgage from the bank. Either option would suffice to resolve their financial troubles.

without any difficulty. Before the bald man could muster a response, Stanley's furious voice erupted from the window, slicing through the tension like a knife. He leaned out, his finger quivering with barely contained rage. "You ungrateful brat! Sell this house? Where do you expect me, your mother, and your brother to live? You're heartless! You've

how you repay us?" Tiffany felt a familiar sense of resignation wash over her. Stanley's outburst was not new; she had heard those very words before. But today, Raymond was present, witnessing the chaos unfold. As for the neighbors? She had long since ceased to care about their opinions. Unfazed, Tiffany turned her attention back to the bald man, her expression unwavering. "Well?" she inquired, her tone even and

face. In truth, he had contemplated the idea of coercing the family into selling their home. However, the Vosses had insisted that their daughter was the one with the financial means, and persuading parents to part with their cherished home was never a simple task. Tiffany was well aware of this. She calmly opened her bag, retrieving a

motion, she tucked the card into the pocket of his polo shirt before he could react, then turned on her heel, ready to leave. Raymond caught up to her, pausing momentarily to cast a glance back at the bald man. "Don't call her," he said in a tone that was surprisingly mild. "Call me." With a casual flick of his wrist, he produced one of his own business cards and slid it into the same pocket, as if it were the most natural thing

cards. He glanced down at the second one. *Raymond Hutton.* The name rang a bell, though he couldn't quite place it. "Tiff!" a tear-laden voice called out from behind them, breaking the tense atmosphere. Mabel rushed down the stairs, her face a mask of distress as she hurried to catch up with Tiffany before she could reach the alley's end. Before she could reach for her daughter, Raymond's arm shot out, blocking her path. Upon recognizing her, he

Tiffany likely taking the brunt of the fall. Tiffany turned back, her gaze landing on her mother's red-rimmed eyes, and all she felt was a deep-seated exhaustion. "What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a

devoid of emotion, echoing a line she had heard far too many times before. "And even if I refuse to let you sell me off, refuse to hand over my savings and dowry for Tyler's wedding house, this place could still serve as a temporary home for him, right?" Her voice hardened, a steely resolve replacing the weariness. "So what now? You have no money. You can't