Sydney answered the call, yelling irritably, "Wesley Spencer, you''re beyond annoying! Can''t you take a hint when I refuse to pick up your calls? Quit harassing me and scram!"


    With that, she hung up and smashed her phone against the wall.


    Rosalie took a few steps back in fright. She had never seen Sydney blow her top like this, and didn''t understand what was going on. She had a feeling that it had to do with her, somehow.


    Despite her fear, Rosalie didn''t leave. Instead, she stood from a distance and looked on silently.


    The phone was on the floor, the screen cracked. The chairs in the roomid haphazardly around the room, and there were ss shards from the wine bottles all over the floor.


    Sydney was already acting up before Rosalie arrived.


    Sydney clutched her hair in frustration, and flopped weakly onto the bed. She grabbed the covers, and yanked them over her head.


    Rosalie pulled out her phone and ced it on the table. She then rolled up her sleeves, and started clearing the things on the floor.


    When Sydney pulled the covers off her face, she realized that Rosalie was cleaning her room for her.


    Rosalie was very quick; the room was soon tidied up, and all the ss bottles on the floor were cleared away. She didn''t say a word the entire time. After she was done clearing up, she stood aside in silence.


    The air around them seemed to freeze.


    Sydney finally sat up on the bed. In a voice that sounded a lot calmer than before, she said, “A lot happened recently, and I''m very frustrated. It has nothing to do with you."


    Rosalie sighed with relief when Sydney finally started talking to her. She stepped forward cautiously.


    "Mom, please talk to me if there''s anything on your mind. I might not be able to help, but I can lend an ear."


    "No need, it''s just work." Sydney said tly. "I have a bad temper. The next time you see me like this, stay away."


    “It''s fine,” Rosalie said with a smile. “If you need someone by your side, I can stay here with you."


    Sydney scoffed. "Girl, someone like you will only bottle up your frustration andpromise for others. Keep at that, and you''ll suffer a lot in the future."


    Rosalie kept on smiling. "That''s fine. If I can do that for others, that''s also a blessing for myself."


    "Silly girl," Sydney said with a helpless shake of her head.


    "Mom, if there''s something on your


    mind and you don''t want to talk about it, that''s fine. I just hope you won''t make things difficult for yourself. Whatever it is, it''ll pass Sometimes, it might feel like it won''t, but that''s only because you can''t let things go."


    Many problems could be solved just by forgiving oneself.


    Sydney sighed. "Fine. Tell me, why are you here?"


    "I came to see you. I was very worried when you didn''t answer my calls."


    "Is there nothing else? Such as wanting me to meet Geoffrey Carter?"


    Rosalie hesitated for a moment


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    whatsoever?"


    Sydney looked up at her. "Why do you want me to meet Geoffrey Carter so much? Give me a reason."


    "He wants to see you because you''re the president of Apex Bank. He wants to form a rtionship with you."


    "Is that so? He just wants to get to know me?"


    "I don''t really know about that. I


    know someone like him would


    definitely know presidents of


    other banks. I have no idea why he threatened me just to meet you."


    "Threatened you?" Sydney asked, doubtful. "What do you mean by that?"


    Rosalie sighed. "This is what happened..."


    She told Sydney everything that had transpired.