Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 609

When Sydney woke again, the world around her lay in shadow. A stairway with a metal railing rose in the distance, and faint light spilled down from somewhere above.

It was a basement. That fact alone told her nothing about where she was.

The bespectacled man had used brutal force. Her neck still throbbed. Strangely, no one had restrained her.

She pushed herself up from a dark red leather sofa, rubbed her neck, and took a cautious step toward the stairs.

No one stopped her.

She emerged from the basement into a vast, ornate villa hall lit by low lamps. There were no guards, and the space lay in complete silence

Sydney clenched her fist and sprinted for the entryway without hesitation.

brushed the cold metal handle, the lights

she lunged forward

from the outside. The first thing she saw was a

She froze.

laughed softly. "Take a guess, Ms. Wilson. How long do

it was you," Sydney said, shock

call in the car had been Tristan

That was how he operated. She had been careless. A chill crept up her spine. Tristan stepped inside at an unhurried pace. He looked

smile, he asked, "Was my presence really that forgettable? It took you

advanced, and she retreated. As the door slowly closed behind him, she glimpsed a

place where she had seen it. 'Not at the launch event. Then

she backed away. Then she asked bluntly,

level of planning. Tristan noticed how she protected her abdomen. Something flickered in his eyes