To outsiders, the question seemed perfectly ordinary—no more unusual than asking a child whether they preferred their father or their mother. However, Sydney and Julian's relationship was anything but ordinary, which made the question far from simple.
Yet both Julian and Caleb turned to her, just as everyone else had, waiting for her answer.
Sydney offered a small smile and spoke the truth. "Neither of them is all that important."
Her reply drew laughter from the group, though no one seemed surprised. After all, Julian had abandoned her for eight years, and Caleb had ignored her for three, too obsessed with Penelope to even notice her.
It was six of one, half a dozen of the other.
A few more rounds passed before someone suggested switching to poker. The private room had two tables separated by a folding screen, keeping the atmosphere lively without tipping into chaos.
At one table, Julian, Caleb, Bruce, and Tiffany played while Sydney stayed close to Tiffany, quietly watching.
Someone called for Raymond to join the other table, but he declined. Instead, he pulled a chair beside Tiffany.
"I'll bring you some luck," he said.
Tiffany, calm as ever, replied lightly, "Sydney's luck is enough," and pushed some chips forward, raising the bet.
Raymond arched an eyebrow. "Fine. If you win, the credit's yours. If you lose, the blame's mine. Deal?"
Tiffany nodded without hesitation. "Deal."
Sydney made up her mind then and there. 'When we get home tonight, I'm definitely going to pry every detail about those two out of Tiffany.'
After watching for a while, Sydney excused herself to use the bathroom. On the way, she called Alan to check on Eliana.
"Don't worry," Alan said, his tone relaxed. "Eliana's practically recovered. We're planning to fly back in the next couple of days."
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