My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 894 This Is Dallin

But wasn't it just a slap in the face?

When Neil came, he was confident, thinking that this woman would not dare to refuse him and would follow him obediently.

But unexpectedly, this woman was not a pushover as he had thought. On the contrary, she was hard to deal with, so he understood how foolish his previous confidence was.

It was as if she had given him a hard slap on the face and humiliated him.

So how could he still have a good attitude?

Sydney heard the menace in Neil's tone and tightened her hand around her bag. "Even if you ask me again, I'll give you the same answer. No!"

She was not that stupid.

Who knew what would happen if she went there?

Anyway, for safety's sake, she would never go with him.

Seeing Sydney's attitude remain the same, Neil had completely lost his patience, and his face was ghastly. "Ms. Raines, since you are not willing to go with me, I will have to take you there by force."

"How dare you!" Sydney's pupils contracted. Her face changed, and she immediately took a step back, suppressing the panic and fear in her heart. She stared warily at the person in front of her. "This is Shallow Bay, a high-class apartment community in Port City. Surveillance cameras are everywhere here. If you dare to lay a finger on me here, I can guarantee that you will be in trouble, and so will your boss. Do you think Julien will let you go?"

She mentioned Julien to threaten Neil.

As Neil heard Sydney's warning, he stopped walking forward subconsciously. The fierceness on his face was replaced by seriousness and worry.

He had only thought about bringing her over as soon as possible as his boss had asked.

But Neil had forgotten that this was Port City, Julien's territory, not where they could do whatever they wanted.

Once Julien knew that they had kidnapped his woman, Julien would definitely go crazy.

If that happened, Dallin's plan...

Neil clenched his fists, at a loss for what to do.

Sydney knew her warning had worked when she saw that he had stopped approaching her.

She was both relieved and touched.

Julien was indeed protecting her at all times, and even when he was not by her side, the mere mention of his name could make her feel safe.

As long as she was with him, she would never have to fear anything.

He really did what he had promised her. He said that he would always stand behind her and protect her for a lifetime.

Taking a deep breath, Sydney suppressed all the emotions in her heart. After all, this was not the time to think about these things.

She planned to leave this place while Neil was still thinking. She wanted to go back to the apartment and tell Julien that Dallin had come to Port City.

As she thought about it, Sydney continued to back up while keeping a close eye on Neil, intending to turn around and run once she was far enough from him.

If she turned around and ran now, she would alert Neil, and then she would not even have the chance to run.

With her eyes closed for a second, Sydney adjusted her breathing and emotions while stepping back. She tried not to be too nervous or scared, and she managed to stay calm so that she wouldn't make mistakes.

But unexpectedly, although she hadn't made any mistake, Neil came back to his senses.

Neil saw Sydney backing up. He immediately sensed her intention and stared at her. "You want to run?" This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Sydney knew that her purpose had been discovered. Her face changed. She had no choice but to turn and run at once toward the apartment building.

Neil saw this and wanted to chase after her.

But at this time, a low voice from a middle-aged man suddenly sounded. "Neil, stop."

As he heard this voice, Neil's expression obviously changed. He stopped, turned around, and bowed respectfully, "Mr. Sullivan."

The person who came was none other than Dallin.

His voice was naturally also heard by Sydney.

Sydney realized who the person was, and she subconsciously stopped in her tracks.

Dallin actually came over personally.

A trace of surprise flashed across Sydney's face.

She thought, 'Could it be that he had waited outside the community for so long that he got impatient and came over?'

Meanwhile, the middle-aged male voice sounded again. Compared to the cold tone just now, it was warm at the moment. "Ms. Raines, right? Can you stay and chat with me? Don't worry. I won't do anything to you."

Sydney pursed her lips and didn't respond, seeming to be considering.

Rationally, she should ignore him and go straight into the building, in which case, she would be safe.

But emotionally, she didn't want to leave.

She wanted to see what kind of person this Dallin was, not only for herself, but also for Julien.

Thinking about it, Sydney took a deep breath. She made up her mind and then slowly turned around.

The legendary head of the Sullivan family finally appeared in front of her eyes, causing a touch of surprise on her face.

'This is Dallin?'

She had never met Dallin before, but according to Terrell and Julien's description of Dallin's style, she had sketched out Dallin's appearance in her mind. She had thought he was a tall, unruly man

with rugged features, looking like an evil gang head in movies, who held a cigar at all times, with a grim expression and a bad, capricious temper, and would kill people in anger at any time.

But the Dallin she saw now was completely not what she had thought he was.

Dallin was in his fifties now, but he looked as if he were in his early thirties, extremely well- maintained. He had soft features and a fine face. He wore a white suit. His hair was combed back neatly, and there was a gentle smile on his face. He did not look like a busy head of a wealthy family.

He did not have a commanding aura. He looked more like a refined scholar or artist.

His young, clean-cut looks and graceful temperament made people unable to associate him with a calculating and unscrupulous person.

This person's appearance was the biggest deception.

This was the man that Julien's mother loved so much?

No wonder Julien's mother was so obsessed with him. Just his appearance and temperament were enough to attract women.

He must be a prince charming back then.

When he was young, he must have had many admirers. He was probably a gentle, handsome schoolboy all the girls liked at that time.

Surprisingly, Dallin was actually this type of man, totally different from her imagination.

When he saw Sydney staring blankly at him, Dallin fondled the flawless jade ring on his thumb. There was a glint in his eyes, but it was fleeting. His voice was still gentle and kind. "What's wrong,

Ms. Raines? Do you think I'm different from what you've heard?"

Sydney didn't expect him to see through her mind, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Dallin smiled, his smile as gentle as his voice. "It's nothing because many people had the same expression as you when they first saw me, so I hardly need to think much to know what you're thinking."