Chapter 22

In Odell’s room, a glimmer of the morning sunlight invaded the room through the blinds.

On the large light-gray bed was a man who seemed to be in a deep sleep until his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

The next second, he suddenly raised his hand and snatched a soft, tiny hand from the air.

He snapped his eyes open immediately and saw Isabel’s chubby face.

It seemed like she was just as surprised to be caught. Her eyes that expanded into giant circles were proof enough.

Odell lifted her onto the bed with one mighty tug.

Isabel tried to pull her hand away and refused to let him touch her.

Meanwhile, Odell tried not to distress her. He just held on to her arm and interrogated, “When did you get here, and why are you even here in the first place?”

Isabel sat cross-legged beside him and glanced around like a guilty criminal before confessing, “I was just curious about what your room looked like, so I came in to sightsee.”

She said it as if she was the master of the house or th