My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 895

'So it is.'

Sydney heaved a sigh of relief.

She had thought this man could read her mind.

A strand of hair had fallen from the running. She tucked it behind her ear, looked at Dallin, and slowly said, "Mr. Sullivan, you're indeed different from what I thought. I didn't expect you to be so easy-going. Please pardon my surprise."

It was just a social formula.

This man's appearance was deceptive. She was aware of his true color.

Easy-going?

It was just his disguise.

Just because of his deceptive appearance, she was less nervous facing him.

As if he didn't know it was just a social formula, Dallin waved his hand and smiled, "It's alright, Ms. Raines. Please pardon my assistant for his arrogance. I'm sorry for his rude behavior."

With that, he planned to bow to her.

Sydney hurriedly stopped him. "Mr. Sullivan, it's fine."

She knew that he was just putting on a show. A long-time higher-up like him didn't really mean to apologize and bow to her.

If she didn't stop him, the man would definitely hold a grudge against her even though he was smiling.

He could make blank apologies. If she really let him bow to her, he would blame and hate her.

Sure enough, Sydney's response delighted him so much that the smile on his face deepened.

He straightened up and grinned, "Ms. Raines, that's so nice of you."

Sydney forced a smile. "I'm flattered."

She simply didn't want to cause trouble.

Or else, he could only dream about her nice attitude.

Although there was no grudge between them, she hated him because he betrayed Julien's mother.

She naturally sided with the poor woman and resisted this scumbag.

"Ms. Raines, you're being modest. I mean it." Dallin's smile remained gentle.

His soft look made her frown.

She somehow found his look familiar.

Although she had seen a lot of gentle people before, people were different, and so was the gentleness they displayed.

But the gentleness displayed by Dallin at their first meeting resembled that displayed by another person she had seen. That was why she had a familiar feeling.

'Who is it?'

Sydney bit her lips and began to search in her memories.

Soon, a childish boy in a white shirt resurfaced in her mind.

Her mouth was agape.

It was Julien.

The person she remembered was Julien.

Sydney quickly looked at the man and compared him with the gentle boy in her memories.

In the end, she found that Julien used to have the same temperament as Dallin.

They couldn't have the same temperament unless one of them had been trained to mimic the other person.

Many people admired Julien for being born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

None of them knew about his miserable childhood.

The tragedy was caused by this man.

He was the ringleader.

When Sydney looked at Dallin again, she could no longer hide the displeasure in her eyes.

Dallin sensed it and narrowed his eyes. A flicker of coldness flashed by but soon disappeared. His smile remained gracious. "Ms. Raines, is there anything on my face? Why do you look at me like this?"

Sydney dropped her eyes to conceal her emotions. "Nothing. Mr. Sullivan, you suddenly came to Port City for Greta's sake, right?"

She got down to business.

Surprised by her straightforwardness, Dallin rubbed his ring and smiled, "Indeed, it's not the only reason. I'm also here to meet an old friend."

His eyes were tinted with warmth and nostalgia when he mentioned the old friend.

Sydney caught it and figured out who he was talking about.

Julien's mother.

After Julien's mother passed away, she was not buried in the tomb of the Harrow family.

The Harrow family was quite different from the past.

She was not buried in the tomb of the Flint family either. It was not that the Flints disagreed. Probably, she was reluctant to be buried there.

Before she died, she wanted to leave the Flint family so badly.

She would not find peace there.

In the end, the Flints buried her in a common mausoleum. As for which one it was, she had no idea. Julien hadn't told her about it.