Chapter 55
“Yeah.” Bruce offered a smooth smile as he gestured toward the silk–wrapped gift box on the table. “Sydney’s been
buried in work. She just dropped off a present and left early.”
Julian’s eyes shifted to the box. A flicker of emotion passed through them.
The earlier tension faded without incident. Everyone drank freely through the second half of the night. As the birthday
star, Bruce kept just sober enough to send off his guests properly.
After seeing off the second–to–last group of friends, he returned to the private room. Julian was still there, calm and
composed, his eyes dark as ink and fixed on him.
“Tell me the truth about what happened tonight,” Julian said, his voice tinged with a quiet chill.
Bruce staggered slightly as he crossed the room, his head clouded with drink. He dropped onto the couch beside Julian.
“Jules, it was just a bunch of women getting jealous, that’s all.” He lowered his voice. “But if you still care about Sydney
-even just as a sister–you should tell her to get a divorce. That kind of marriage is a waste of time.”
It was a rare moment of sincerity from him.
Julian let out a cold laugh and said with a hint of mockery, “She’s hell–bent on throwing herself at Caleb. No one can
stop her.”
Bruce’s bloodshot eyes gleamed with sudden clarity. “Ever think maybe she doesn’t want to?”
Sydney’s place in the Sterling family might have looked stable from the outside, but those within their circle knew
better. She hadn’t had it easy in that house.
Take the online scandal, for example. Eloise always claimed to adore her, yet when the rumors spread like wildfire, the
Sterlings said nothing. Not once did they step forward to defend her.
If she’d been a real granddaughter, the family would’ve shown their power by now. They would’ve stormed the
Hamptons‘ mansion without hesitation.
Yet, they had done nothing. Not a word.
And what had Julian done?
…
The next morning, Bruce stared at the ceiling, piecing it together through the fog of his hangover.
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Still, Bruce remembered the ridiculing edge in his tone. “She had choices. She just doesn’t know her place.”
Bruce frowned. This wasn’t some ordinary falling–out. Something ran deeper between them, something unresolved.

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