Chapter 585\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney was full of questions, yet no new message came through for a long time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She got out of bed and was about to go downstairs to tell Julian when her phone rang again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her entire body tensed. When she saw the caller ID, her racing heat gradually settled. She answered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, Mr. Clifford.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDr. Wilson.\u201d Jeremiah\u2019s voice carried its usual mild warmth. \u201cWould you like me to arrange a car to pick you up for tomorrow evening\u2019s charity gala?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe charity gala\u2026\u2019 Sydney froze for a beat before it registered. The Huttons\u2019 charity gala was tomorrow night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Over the past two days, her thoughts had been consumed by Eliana She had completely forgotten about it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as she remembered, hesitation surfaced.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tomorrow morning, Ewan\u2019s analysis results would be released. After that, developing the antidote would become a race against time. No matter how important tomorrow night might be, it could not compare to Eliana\u2019s condition.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As for those so-called biological parents she had yet to truly confirm, they could not compare to Eliana, who had loved and protected her for so many years. Sydney knew very clearly which mattered more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hesitated only briefly before apologizing. \u201cMr. Clifford, something urgent came up these past few days. I may not be able to attend tomorrow night. Could we find another opportunity?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was a short silence on the other end before Jeremiah asked, puzzled, \u201cWhat happened? Something serious enough that you would not even go see your biological parents?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was an issue on my mentor\u2019s side.\u201d There was nothing to hide, yet Sydney instinctively kept it vague. \u201cSo tomorrow, I really can\u2019t make it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t regret it?\u201d Jeremiah asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI won\u2019t.\u201d Her answer came quickly, though a faint trace of regret ngered in her heart. After all, she had waited a long time for\u00a0<\/p>\n
this moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wanted to know what her parents were like. Whether they had been hoping to find her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As her words fell, a soft knock sounded at the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Polly was unsure whether she was awake. She gently pushed the door open and, seeing Sydney on the phone, relaxed and spoke quietly. \u201cSydney, Madam Hutton is here. She\u2019s downstairs right now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Madam Hutton?\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her legs had not fully recovered yet. Why would Florence come to Delta Mansion at this hour?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney was startled and immediately worried that something might have happened to the Huttons. She said hurriedly into the phone, \u201cMr. Clifford, I\u2019m very sorry about this. I have something to attend to. I\u2019ll hang up now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t rush, don\u2019t rush,\u201d Polly reassured her quickly. \u201cBoth Ms. Agatha and Madam Hutton asked me to tell you not to hurry. Take your time coming downstairs.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney nodded, though her unease did not fade. If nothing were wrong, Florence would not have come at this hour.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She went straight downstairs. The moment the elevator doors opened, her gaze met Florence\u2019s eyes, which were filled with\u00a0<\/p>\n
expectation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Earlier that day, after hearing from Raymond about Sydney\u2019s past experiences, Florence had forced herself to remain composed. She did not want to burden Sydney at such a critical moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back at Seraph Villa, however, she had been restless all day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
As dinnertime approached, she could no longer sit still. After asking James to inform Julian, she came directly to Delta Mansion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even if she said nothing, she wanted to see Sydney with her own eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Agatha could tell that Florence wanted some time alone with Sydney. She rose on her own initiative. \u201cYou two talk for a bit. I\u2019ll go check on the kitchen.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right,\u201d Sydney replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She walked closer and almost immediately noticed the swelling around Florence\u2019s eyes. She had clearly been crying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before Sydney could speak, Florence, who had been so eager to see her, suddenly felt nervous and choked up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She pressed down the ache in her eyes before speaking. \u201cDid I disturb you? I heard Eliana was poisoned. I was worried you might be too anxious, so I wanted to come see you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018So that\u2019s the reason\u2026\u2019 Only then did Sydney truly relax.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sat down on the sofa beside Florence\u2019s wheelchair and spoke gently. \u201cOf course not. If you want to come next time, just\u00a0<\/p>\n
come.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDinner will be ready soon. Would you like to stay and eat with us? she added.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For some reason, she wanted Florence to stay. The feeling was strange. She always wanted to be closer to Florence, even if only a little.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. Yes, of course,\u201d Florence replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney was gentle and considerate, to the point that she never placed anyone in an awkward position.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even when the adopted Hutton daughter had poisoned someone she loved like family, Sydney showed not the slightest trace of\u00a0<\/p>\n
resentment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Florence, however, could not remain detached. She reached out and tucked the loose strands of hair by Sydney\u2019s cheek behind her ear. \u201cTomorrow, Megan and Penelope\u2019s matters will be resolved. After that, our family will no longer have the \u2018third heiress\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney was slightly startled, though not entirely surprised. She nodded without questioning or probing further. She trusted the assurance Diana had given her earlier that morning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
From the first time she met Diana, Sydney had felt an instinctive sense of trust and reliance. Diana truly felt like a big sister.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney leaned a little closer and pointed at Florence\u2019s swollen eyelids, testing the waters as she asked softly, \u201cSo did you cry for a long time because of this? Do you feel that you failed to educate Megan properly and caused me a lot of trouble? That you owe me an apology?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSilly child\u2026\u201d Florence looked into her bright, clear eyes. The moment she spoke, her tears finally spilled over. She reached out and pulled Sydney into her arms. \u201cYes. We all owe you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sydney froze. She had never been this physically close to an elder before. Her body stiffened out of instinct. Even with Eliana, no matter how close they were, they had never embraced like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Florence\u2019s presence was warm. It carried a familiar scent that felt Buried deep in memory, a scent that belonged only to a mother. It felt as though a mother should smell like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As that warmth surrounded her, Sydney\u2019s body gradually relaxed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Florence\u2019s tears soaked into her shoulder, and Sydney spoke softly in reassurance. \u201cI don\u2019t blame you. I know you never wanted this to happen. If anyone is at fault, it\u2019s the one who caused it. And Diana already told me she will make her pay the price.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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