
{"id":27719,"date":"2026-02-05T13:55:03","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:55:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-355\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:55:03","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:55:03","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-355","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-355\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 355"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 355<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 355 An Enemy in the Elevator\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her voice wasn\u2019t quiet, and Ruth heard every word.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>63\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As she passed, Ruth finally stopped and turned, her expression icy. \u201cA petty mind sees only filth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Amanda didn\u2019t back down. She sneered disdainfully. \u201cRuth, you\u2019d better keep your son on a tighter leash. For him to set his sights on a Stewart\u2019s wife\u2013even if my son doesn\u2019t want her anymore\u2013that\u2019s still Vincent\u2019s business. What right does your son have to interfere?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth let out a sharp laugh. \u201cWhy? Because he can. That\u2019s why.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Amanda paled with fury, pointing a trembling finger. \u201cYou\u2026 you have no shame.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth shot her a contemptuous look. \u201cYou can barely string a sentence together and you\u2019re still running your mouth. What, you think you\u2019re somebody? I was ignoring you to avoid a scene, but you just keep pushing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Amanda grew even angrier, feeling a wave of dizziness as her blood pressure spiked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing her struggle, Ruth found it all the more amusing. \u201cYou can barely stand, yet you want to lecture me about my son? My son is upfront about what he wants. So what if he\u2019s seeing someone? He\u2019s with the person he likes, not yours. Look at you, getting so worked up. Don\u2019t come crying to me if you drop dead from rage later\u2013I want nothing to do with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As she spoke, Ruth took a deliberate step back, as though avoiding contamination.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Amanda took several deep, steadying breaths. Once her composure returned somewhat, she spat at Ruth, \u201cYour son likes sloppy seconds.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth gave a cold, dismissive snort. \u201cOh, so when you lose the argument, you resort to cheap insults. What\u2019s wrong with my son boldly pursuing someone? I not only support him, I\u2019ll back him all the way\u2013even help him win her over.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing Ruth\u2019s mocking expression, Amanda\u2019s anger boiled over, and she raised her hand as if to strike.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But before she could move, Ruth\u2019s expression darkened into a warning glare. \u201cGo ahead, Amanda. Hit me. If you dare lay a hand on me today, we\u2019ll see whether Rivergate belongs to the Langleys or the Stewarts tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Under Ruth\u2019s fierce stare, Amanda\u2019s raised hand slowly fell back to her side.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In this clash, Amanda had been thoroughly defeated.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:13 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 355 An Enemy in the Elevator\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>63\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Watching her tremble with suppressed rage, Ruth couldn\u2019t resist one last jab. \u201cYour son is so perfect, isn\u2019t he? If you\u2019re so capable, make him someone\u2019s lover, too. Let\u2019s see if he\u2019s willing!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Amanda stormed off, seething.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>*****\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At the hospital, after Damian finished helping Scarlett with her meal, he stayed by her bedside while she received an IV drip.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett had drifted off to sleep. Just then, a message from his mother lit up Damian\u2019s phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth sent, \u201cObjective achieved. I expect a reward.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian said, \u201cWell done.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth asked, \u201cHow\u2019s my future daughter\u2013in\u2013law?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian glanced over at Scarlett, asleep in the hospital bed, then typed back. \u201cRecovering well.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth fired off a flurry of questions. \u201cHow\u2019s the courtship going? Still just the \u201clover\u201c? Haven\u2019t sealed the deal yet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian chuckled softly at Ruth\u2019s bluntness and replied, \u201cCorrect. And coercion is illegal, you know.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth said, \u201cSigh. Your path to winning her over is a long one.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian replied, \u201cDon\u2019t rush her. She\u2019s skittish. I have to go slow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ruth sent, \u201cWishing you a swift and successful\u2026 \u2018conquest\u201c.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She\u2019d even placed suggestive emphasis on the last word. Damian\u2019s quiet laugh deepened.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett was a light sleeper. The soft sound of his laughter stirred her awake.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When she opened her eyes, she saw him smiling at his phone. She couldn\u2019t help but assume the message was from Sabrina.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After finishing the exchange, Damian looked up and was surprised to find Scarlett watching him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Thinking she was still asleep, he hadn\u2019t expected her to be awake. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d he asked, concerned. She\u2019d been sleeping peacefully just a moment ago.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He put his phone away and studied her with a worried expression, his eyes carefully tracing over her. While most of the bruises had begun to fade, several large, darker ones remained.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:13 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 355 An Enemy in the Elevator\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u0f62\u0f71 (6\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Meeting his gaze, Scarlett offered a faint smile. \u201cIt\u2019s nothing. I just need to use the restroom.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing this, Damian immediately stood and reached for the IV bag. \u201cAlright, I\u2019ll take you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett quickly shook her head. \u201cI can just call the nurse.\u201d She reached for the call button beside the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Damian was quicker, gently catching her wrist. \u201cThey\u2019re all busy right now. I\u2019ll help you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His tone left no room for argument. Scarlett could tell he wasn\u2019t going to relent. Despite her intense embarrassment, her need was urgent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finally, she reluctantly nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the small hospital bathroom, Damian held the IV bag aloft while standing beside her. Scarlett\u2019s face burned crimson. Squatting down with him right there was a uniquely excruciating experience.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 355 Chapter 355 An Enemy in the Elevator\u00a0 Her voice wasn\u2019t quiet, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[81],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27719","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-impossible-condition-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27719","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27719"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27719\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27719"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27719"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27719"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}