A flicker of slyness flashed across her eyes.
Julien's eyes captured it, and his heart lurched. On the surface, he remained calm and acted as if he hadn't noticed anything. "What is it?"
"She asked if you treated me well. If not..." Sydney curled her lips.
Julien slightly tightened his grip on the glass. "What?"
Sydney looked at his hand and smiled behind her hand. "To shut you out of the door, of course, and she advised me to break up with you."
Julien's face darkened when he heard that.
He naturally knew that Mrs. Chase wanted him to treat Leaf well.
He was just not happy to hear the breakup part.
It hadn't been easy to get her back, and this was an inauspicious expression.
He didn't like to hear it.
"Well, how did you answer?" Julien asked gruffly, pursing his lips.
Sydney giggled at the sight of his unhappy face. "My answer is naturally affirmative, or else she would have come over."
As soon as Julien heard that, his agitation was gone.
He knew that she would not disappoint him.
"Don't worry, I'm aware of how nice you're to me. I won't talk through my hat." Sydney picked up the glass and also took a sip of water.
Julien hummed with a smile. "I know."
"So, when are you going over tonight? I'll reply to Mrs. Chase," Sydney asked, putting the glass down.
Julien checked out the time on his wristwatch, thought for a moment, and answered, "How about seven? I'll go to the old house and confirm something with my grandmother."
He narrowed his eyes and showed a serious look.
He wanted to confirm if his grandmother knew that his mother had trained him to be like Dallin.
Noticing the change in Julien's expression, Sydney opened her mouth.
But in the end, she said nothing.
It was alright. Since he didn't specify what he was going to ask his grandmother, she chose not to press.
It was his privacy anyway.
After lunch, Julien held her on the sofa and kissed her till she was carried away and looked blankly at the ceiling. He chuckled with satisfaction and got up to leave.
Sydney heard the leaving footsteps, but she didn't see him off.
In a feeble state, she didn't even want to get up.
She was kind enough not to scold him.
After she washed the dishes and came out of the kitchen, this man took advantage of her on the pretext that he was upset about being another person's substitute and needed consolation.
He was so cheeky.
Sydney withdrew her gaze from the ceiling and touched her swollen lips. Shame, annoyance, and amusement were written all over her face.
Putting her hands on the back of the sofa, she propped herself up and looked into the hallway.
No one was there.
Julien had already left.
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