Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! -
Chapter 893 Dallin Came to Port City
After getting her breakfast, Sydney thanked the waiter, closed the door, and went back inside.
The food was substantial as ever. It was her favorite.
Julien had kept her preferences in mind.
Sydney thought to herself while eating.
Although the food was delicious, something seemed to be missing because of Julien's absence.
She pinched her brows and sighed.
It hadn't been long since he left, but she started to miss him and lose her appetite.
If they had stayed together longer, she might not feel like having anything.
'No.'
Sydney hurriedly shook her head.
'It's not right.'
She patted her cheeks.
She could miss him but would not be led by the nose.
Otherwise, she would lose everything if they broke up.
She couldn't lose her appetite and spirits just while Julien was away. She would not become someone totally dependent on him.
She should be more rational.
True love meant that they should love each other when they were together.
When they were separated, they should focus on their own business and stay rational. They shouldn't let their longing affect their work. She should stop thinking about Julien. They would meet at night anyway. While he was away during the day, she should focus on her work.
Love mattered, but career mattered more.
If love was gone, she still had her career. If she didn't attach enough importance to her career, she would lose everything.
At that, she took a deep breath, shook Julien out of her head, and enjoyed her food.
After breakfast, she washed up, grabbed her bag, and went out.
As soon as she went out of the apartment building, a man in a black suit suddenly appeared and blocked her way.
"Ms. Raines, please wait a moment."
Sydney looked at the man and wrinkled her brows. "Who are you?"
Average looking, the man was wearing a suit and glasses. A diplomatic smile was on his face. His temperament resembled that of Zach.
Presumably, he was the assistant of a certain bigwig.
"Ms. Raines, allow me to introduce myself." The man pushed the glasses up the bridge of his nose and smiled, "You can call me Neil. I came under the instructions of my boss. He wants to see you." "Your boss?" Sydney further furrowed her brows, "Who is he? Why does he want to see me?"
Neil remained smiling. "My boss is surnamed Sullivan. I think you have the answer."
Sydney's pupils shrank as a name popped up in her mind.
Dallin!
She gaped at the man.
Neil saw the shock on her face but remained composed. His smile deepened. "Yep, my boss is Dallin, the head of the Sullivan family. Ms. Raines, please follow me. He is waiting outside." He made a gesture of invitation.
His attitude was persistent. He was implying that Sydney had to go.
Sydney put away her shock, but her heart was still racing. Her lips were pursed.
Never had she thought that Dallin wanted to see her.
Julien had told her that Dallin would plead with her to let Greta off the hook, and she had been prepared to talk to Dallin over the phone.
She thought that Dallin would call her since the Sullivan family was based in Jackal City. He would not come to Port City easily.
She was proved wrong.
Instead of calling her, Dallin came in person, and he was right outside.
She was not ready to meet with him yet. She didn't know anything about Dallin or know what kind of person he was.
She was going to suffer losses if she went to see him like this.
'Should I go and meet him?'
Sydney bit her bottom lip in hesitation.
Neil saw that she kept her head low and refused to move. The smile on his face faded away. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with her silence and reluctance.
When he spoke again, his voice was cold. "Ms. Raines, did you hear me?"
Sydney naturally sensed the coldness in his voice. She was not surprised.
That was because she knew that he was not a good person from the beginning.
This man was always smiling and acted like an old fox.
Zach smiled in the same mysterious way, but less offending.
This man's smile was more direct, insidious, and odious.
As the assistant of Dallin, who was notorious in Jackal City, he couldn't be a good person. Like master, like dog.
Sydney took a breath to fight back her anxiety and said with a poker face, "How ridiculous!"
Neil's face fell, and his voice turned colder. "Ms. Raines, what's ridiculous?"
"Your boss, of course." Sydney opened her mouth, "He came to Port City for Greta's sake, right?"
Neil gave no response.
Sydney added, "You want to bail Greta out, but the legal approach is infeasible because the Cohen family controls the officialdom of Port City. The Cohen family and Flint family are friends. They would not let Greta go for your sake. You have to replace Julien and me. As long as we sign a letter of understanding, Greta will be released. However, the relationship between your boss and Julien is subtle. He can't come and see Julien immediately. I become the only person you can turn to, but..."
"What? You can call a spade a spade!" Neil's face clouded over.
Sydney pursed her lips. "You came to plead with me, but you didn't show your sincerity. On the contrary, you put on airs, which annoys me. Shouldn't your boss come and see me? Why is it the other way around? You don't know the rules, and I won't meet your boss. Go back and pass on the message to him."
Neil hadn't expected Sydney's refusal. His face turned livid.
He thought it was an easy task. A woman dependent on Julien couldn't be a capable figure.
She shouldn't have dared to say no.
He was proved wrong. This woman couldn't be a pinup who depended on men.
A pinup wouldn't have the guts to refuse.
After all, his boss was the head of the Sullivan family.
This woman was surprised at first but remained composed for the rest of the time. What was more, she thought nothing of his boss. He was not sure if she was bold or ignorant.
But from this, he could tell that it was not easy to get her over.
His pride was injured. He gave Sydney a fierce look. "Ms. Raines, are you really not going?"
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