Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 609

When Sydney woke again, the world around her lay in shadow. A stairway with a metal railing rose in the distance, and faint light spilled down from somewhere above.

It was a basement. That fact alone told her nothing about where she was.

The bespectacled man had used brutal force. Her neck still throbbed. Strangely, no one had restrained her.

She pushed herself up from a dark red leather sofa, rubbed her neck, and took a cautious step toward the stairs.

No one stopped her.

She emerged from the basement into a vast, ornate villa hall lit by low lamps. There were no guards, and the space lay in complete silence.

Sydney clenched her fist and sprinted for the entryway without hesitation.

Just as her fingers brushed the cold metal handle, the lights blazed on.

Startled, she lunged forward on instinct.

The heavy doors opened from the outside. The first thing she saw was a pair of eyes with a faint, wicked slant.

She froze.

A man laughed softly. "Take a guess, Ms. Wilson. How long do you think it will be before Mr. Sterling finds this place?"

"So it was you," Sydney said, shock tightening her voice.

The "Mr. Sinclair" from the phone call in the car had been Tristan Sinclair.

Ever since the drug launch event, he had watched her from the shadows. That was his style. That was how he operated.

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