My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 114 Talk

Sydney's eyes flashed and she decided to go see a doctor later.

She wanted to see what was wrong with her body that made Lyra so concerned.

"Alright, if you insist." Seeing that Sydney was so insistent, the Old Madam stopped trying to persuade her to see a doctor.

Velma snorted coldly. "Mom, I think she just doesn't know what's good for her."

"Shut your mouth!" the Old Madam shouted.

Velma trembled and she stopped talking.

Although the Old Madam was getting old, her aura had never diminished.

For so many years, Velma had only dared to complain behind her back and did not dare to openly confront the Old Madam.

"By the way, Sydney, this is for you." The Old Madam raised her hand and fished out a red rope from under the pillow

Something was dangling from the red rope. It was a key.

"Grandma, is this what you said you wanted to give me?" Sydney took the key curiously.

Velma and Lyra had been wondering what it was, and they immediately lost interest when they saw that it was just a dusty key.

The Old Madam nodded. "Yes, your father gave it to me six years ago and asked me to find an opportunity to give it to you. I should've given it to you last time, but I forgot about it. Now that you're here, I can finally pass this to you."

Sydney looked at the key in her hand with a look full of confusion. "Grandma, why didn't my dad just give me the key himself? Why did he tell you to hand it over?"

Moreover, she did not even know that her father knew Grandma beforehand.

Seeing through the thoughts in her mind, the Old Madam smiled and replied, "Your father and my husband used to be comrade-in-arms. Six years ago, when your father couldn't find you, he gave me this key because I was the only one he trusted in Port City. After that, your father..."

The Old Madam's words trailed off with a sigh.

Sydney knew what she wanted to say. After that, her father jumped off the building.

Sydney clenched the key tightly as her eyes became moist. Her heart regretted the day her father jumped off the building. Why did she have to hunt down the money that her stepmother had taken away?

If she did not go after her stepmother and stayed with her father that day, maybe he would not have had the chance to jump off.

At that thought, Sydney's tears fell and dripped on the key in her hand. Her voice choked up as she asked," Grandma, did Dad say what this key was for?"

"Of course, he did." The Old Madam handed her a tissue. "Your father said that this is the key to the old Raines residence. There's something important to you in the old residence. It seems to be a necklace. He said that you have to find it because that necklace is related to a huge secret. As for what that secret is, your father didn't say."

"Okay, I got it. Thank you, Grandma." Sydney sniffled, stopped crying, and managed to squeeze out a smile.

The Old Madam patted the back of her hand. "It's getting late, so you should go back first. Come back and see me next time."

"Okay," Sydney said, "I'll go now, Grandma."

Then, she picked up her bag to the side and walked to the door, not even sparing a glance at Velma and Lyra.

Velma sneered. "How rude."

Sydney heard her and paused her action of opening the door. Then, she sneered and continued to open the door, walking out without caring about them.

Just as she was about to reach the elevator, someone suddenly called out to her. "Wait."

Sydney paused and turned around to look at the woman opposite her coldly. "Ms. Madden, do you need something?"

"Let's talk," Lyra said with a smile.

Sydney raised her brows. "Talk?"

"Yes."

Sydney laughed. "With all due respect, I don't think we have anything to talk about."

"No, there's a lot of things we can talk about," Lyra's eyes inadvertently swept across Sydney's abdomen as she spoke softly.

More than a month ago, Kate photographed Julien and Sydney entering the same room, but they did not come out for a long time. Lyra knew that there was no way that nothing would happen if a man and woman were in the same room together. Furthermore, Sydney had wanted to throw up

when she smelled the chicken soup earlier, so Lyra already suspected that Sydney might be pregnant.

The longer the pregnancy, the stronger the physical reaction. Sydney would think that she was ill and go to the hospital for an examination. If she found out that she was pregnant, she might find Julien with that b*stard in her belly and make Julien take responsibility.

At that thought, Lyra's hands on her sides could not help but ball into fists.

She must not let Sydney have a chance to do that.

Julien was a very responsible man. If Sydney was really pregnant, he might remarry Sydney for the sake of the b*stard in her belly. If that happened, all of Lyra's painstaking efforts for so many years would go down the drain!

Lyra's face gradually twisted and her eyes were full of malice.

Sydney narrowed her eyes. She already knew that Lyra had malicious intentions.

"Sure, then let's talk." Sydney lowered her eyes. "I also want to know what you want to talk to me about."

"Since you've agreed, then come with me." Lyra's smile did not reach her eyes.

Sydney's eyes darkened. "Why can't we talk here?"

"There are people here. It's inconvenient."

"Sure. Lead the way." Sydney smiled and made a gesture.

Lyra scoffed coldly in her heart.

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Lyra's lips curled up and she turned around and walked away.

Sydney looked at her back, her expression slowly calming down. She pursed her red lips, took out her

phone from her bag, and dialed Julien's number.

She did not know what Lyra was stimulated by. Lyra was suddenly so eager to show malice to her and was even bringing her to a specific place. It was clear that Lyra wanted to do something to her. In that case, how could she not fight back?

She would let Julien hear just how vicious Lyra was. She did not believe that Julien would not have any bad feelings about Lyra after hearing it. Maybe he would even separate from Lyra because of this. If that happened, it would be completely Lyra's fault.

The phone soon connected, and Julien's pleasant and deep voice sounded. "What is it?"

Sydney looked at the call interface on the screen but did not answer. Instead, she quickened her pace to catch up with Lyra.

Lyra brought her to the stairwell.

Sydney put her phone behind her back and said, "Ms. Madden, what did you want to talk about to bring me to the staircase of the senior inpatient department?"

Julien, who thought that Sydney had accidentally called him and was just about to hang up, suddenly widened his eyes with a jerk.

Lyra was with Sydney?

Lyra crossed her arms and did not reply to Sydney. Instead, she raised her head and looked around." There should be no monitoring here, right?"

"What are you planning this time?" Sydney pursed her lips and looked at her warily.

Julien also wanted to know.

He already understood that Sydney had not made this call accidentally. She had called him on purpose to let him hear her conversation with Lyra. She even told him where they were having the conversation.

At that thought, Julien clenched his phone and told Zach, who was driving, "Drive faster."

"Yes," Zach answered and stepped on the accelerator.

At the staircase, Sydney pursed her lips and let out a laugh. Then, her expression collapsed and she looked at Sydney with ferocious eyes. "Ms. Raines, do you know how much I hate you? I've hated you since the first day of university. The two of us are natural enemies. Only one of us can live. So, Sydney, why don't you die?"