When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 609
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.
Just as her fingers brushed the cold metal handle, the lights blazed on.
Startled, she lunged forward on instinct.
The heavy doors opened from the outside. The first thing she saw was a pair of eyes with a faint, wicked slant.
She froze.
A man laughed softly. “Take a guess, Ms. Wilson. How long do you think it will be before Mr. Sterling finds this place?”
“So it was you,” Sydney said, shock tightening her voice.
The “Mr. Sinclair” from the phone call in the car had been Tristan Sinclair.
Ever since the drug launch event, he had watched her from the shadows. That was his style. That was how he operated.
She had been careless. A chill crept up her spine.
Tristan stepped inside at an unhurried pace. He looked composed and elegant.
With a smile, he asked, “Was my presence really that forgettable? took you this long to think of me?”
He advanced, and she retreated. As the door slowly closed behind him, she glimpsed a flashy McLaren parked outside.
The car looked familiar. She could not place where she had seen it. Not at the launch event. Then when did I cross paths with Tristan before, even indirectly?’
She forced the thought aside. One hand moved to shield her stomach as she backed away. Then she asked bluntly, “What kind of grudge do you have against Julian?”
Ordinary business rivalries did not justify this level of planning.
Tristan noticed how she protected her abdomen. Something flickered in his eyes before he let out a cold laugh. “Two lives. Does that count as a deep enough grudge?”
Sydney’s heart jolted. She knew Julian. Unless someone crossed his line, he would not destroy them outright. And if he did, he would not leave loose ends.
Something was wrong. Either Tristan was lying, or he was concealing part of the truth.
When the lights came on, the courtyard illuminated as well. Several trained men stood outside, including the one who had taken
her.
In her condition, she could not escape on her own. Her only option was to keep Tristan calm and buy time until Julian arrived.
A dull ache tugged at her lower abdomen. Her thoughts knotted as he chose her words.
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“I’m not defending Julian,” she said carefully. “But I heard you went abroad 20 years ago. By all logic, you should not have had much contact with him.”
“Who said this started in recent years?” Tristan seemed to notice er discomfort. He gestured for a maid to help her sit.
Then violence hardened his expression. “Ms. Wilson, have you never heard the saying? Revenge is a dish best served cold. I have kept mine on ice for 20 years.”
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