Chapter 595: Once Doormat Now Untouchable

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Chapter 595

Dorothy's expression darkened, and her tone sharpened. "And

what about you? If you drive her to death, will you finally be

satisfied?”

*Drive her to death?* Caleb froze. "How could | ever think that?”

He had never wanted to push her that far. He would have treated

her well. He wanted only one more chance between them. Even

if she had asked for the moon, he would have tried to reach it.

“Then what have you been thinking?" Dorothy stared at him,

disappointment and anger plain in her eyes. "If your grandfather

were still alive, his cane would already be coming down on you.

If you truly cannot figure it out, go kneel in the family hall. Stay

there until you do."

Over the years, compared to Lucas, the eldest grandson who

had already passed away, she had always favored Caleb. She

never imagined that someone so clear-headed could be this

stubborn in matters of the heart, refusing to turn back until he

reached a dead end.

If she had never known Sydney, she might have turned a blind

eye and indulged him. But she did know Sydney. She knew how

generous and proper that girl was. She had watched with her

own eyes as Caleb's marriage to Sydney unraveled step by step.

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This was not Sydney's fault. If anything, the Hampton family

owed her.

How could she possibly stand by and do nothing?

This was the first time she could remember truly losing her

temper with him.

Caleb stood there in a daze, almost unable to react.

Dorothy did not wait for him to move. She called sharply toward

the house. "George, take Cal to the family hall. Watch him

personally.”

Caleb did not resist. He only cast a glance toward the front

courtyard. "About my mother going to the Huttons to propose...”

“Don't worry.” Dorothy took a sip of hot tea, her voice firm."

Unless you agree, no one is stepping through our doors.”

As long as moral principles were not violated, she wanted

nothing more than for her grandson to spend his life with

someone who truly understood warmth and care.

When he had insisted on marrying Sydney despite the disparity

in their family backgrounds, she had agreed without hesitation.

It was simply unfortunate that this wretched boy had not been

blessed with such fortune.

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Since childhood, Caleb had always been closer to his

grandmother than Adeline. When he returned and went straight

to Dorothy instead of seeking out his mother, Adeline found

nothing unusual.

She waited in the front courtyard for a while. When he still did

not appear, she left on her own for the gala that evening.

Nothing mattered more than finalizing the engagement with the

Huttons.

Meanwhile, Julian returned to the hospital from Hampton Corp.

He wore a black cashmere coat, his stride brisk. His sharp

brows and cold gaze gave him an oppressive presence.

He entered the ward and paused when he saw only Alan and

Marcus inside.

Marcus spoke first. "Mr. Sterling, are you looking for Syd?"

"Yes." Julian wasted no words. He took the antidote from Elliot

and handed it over. "Confirm whether this is the antidote."

"The antidote?" Marcus’ eyes lit up as he accepted it. "Where did

this come from? Is it reliable?” 1

“Eighty to ninety percent,” Julian replied evenly. “Confirm it first.”

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Alan visibly relaxed. He understood Julian's way of doing things.

An 80% certainty from him was more reliable than most

people's absolute confidence.

Then Alan frowned again, his voice grave. "Logically, there

should only be one antidote." If this is the antidote, then the one

Sydney went to get..." 1

The more he spoke, the heavier the implication became.

Julian's expression hardened. "Who did she go to for the

antidote?"

Marcus answered at once, "Caleb."

When Sydney had answered the call, Marcus had been right

beside her. He had clearly heard Caleb's voice on the other end.

Julian's eyes turned ice-cold. "Caleb? When did he call?"

“About half an hour ago. She left right after the call."

As soon as Marcus finished speaking, Elliot checked his watch

and looked up at Julian. “Mr. Sterling, we also left Hampton

Corp. half an hour ago."

A chain-reaction traffic accident on the way had caused a delay.

Julian narrowed his dark eyes, his killing intent plain. "Check

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Caleb's movements immediately."

He took out his phone and dialed a number.