Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 641

When Tiffany left, Glen walked her downstairs. Before he could speak, she pointed toward her car. "You should head back up."

"Wait." Glen stepped closer and stopped her. He gathered his thoughts, then said gently, "About what my mom said earlier…"

"We're friends." Tiffany curved her red lips into a carefree smile. "Sometimes elders say things in passing. I won't take it to heart. And I definitely won't let it affect our many years of revolutionary friendship."

It was such a flawless answer that it left him nowhere to go.

The implication was unmistakable. If it remained parental teasing, she would treat it as a joke and they would stay good friends. If he chose to pursue it himself, even that friendship might not survive.

Glen listened as the corners of his mouth flattened. After a moment, he ventured half-jokingly, "Don't tell me the great Lawyer Voss is still hung up on the same guy?"

He did not name him, but they both knew.

Tiffany did not pretend otherwise. She gave a soft laugh. "Which guy? Raymond? We're not even from the same world."

Night had settled in. A cold wind swept through the alley. Around the corner, a stray cat hissed as if it had lost a fight, then darted off.

Tiffany paused, then added lightly, "For me, intimacy requires both love and equal standing. One without the other doesn't work."

In rejecting Raymond, she rejected Glen as well. Raymond lacked equal footing. Glen lacked love. What she felt for him was friendship, the purest kind.

Yet Glen did not look disappointed. If anything, he seemed relieved.

"Alright." As long as it was not because of Raymond, anyone else would not matter.

He knew exactly what Tiffany had given up for Raymond. She had always known how to cut her losses. What she had done for him had gone against her nature.

That was how different Raymond had been.

…

Sydney said something that made her laugh just as Tiffany reached her door and wrapped her hand around the handle.

"Do you really miss me, or are you just saying that?"

A cold, mocking voice cut in from behind. "You're that clingy now, huh?"

Tiffany's back stiffened.

Into the phone, she said lightly, "Alright, alright. I trust you the most. I'm home. I'll tidy up and video call you later."

Sydney agreed cheerfully.

Tiffany ended the call and turned her head slowly to look at the man behind her.

Instead of answering, she said coolly, "Since when does Mr. Hutton enjoy eavesdropping on other people's private conversations?"