Sylvia wrapped herself up with the children for a while. She planted a kiss on both of their cheeks in turn. Similarly, they smothered her with kisses. It was a particularly endearing scene. Meanwhile, Odell was left out like a stranger. Forget about Isabel, even Liam who had been living with him for so long had never had so much physical contact with him. He had never done anything remotely close to asking for hugs, and kisses were never even considered. Odell became more annoyed the longer he looked at them. He coughed drily, filled with irritation. Sylvia finally untangled herself from them. Still, Isabel and Liam kept holding her hands. Isabel turned up to her and declared, "Mommy, don't be afraid of him. Brother and I will protect you!" "Yes, we have some dirt on him,” Liam agreed.Sylvia did not know what to say. "Uh..." She looked at Odell. As Odell twitched his lips and seemed disgruntled, she had to resist the urge to laugh at his present situation. Is
Sylvia's eyes lit up. The fact that he would agree to her meeting the children had already exceeded her expectations. She answered in an agreeable tone, "Okay." Odell peered at the two children who were still hanging on to her. He told her quite sourly, "Now get out." Sylvia smiled. “One more thing before I leave.” “What is it this time?” “Liam and Isabel are still going to the kindergarten which is near my workplace, so from now on, I will be the one picking them up from kindergarten and I will bring them back here.” Odell frowned. "Didn't you already quit?” Shortly after the incident at the Elysian House last time, he had sent men to wait by the elementary kindergarten she worked at the time to ambush her. In the end, his men had informed him that she had resigned and slipped away. Sylvia stated, "I found another job in a woodcarving studio." Wood carving? Odell looked at her quizzically. "You know how to carve wood?" Sylvia smiled. “More or less.” Odell gav
After wrapping up some expedited paperwork at home, Odell went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. It was past midnight by the time he emerged again. He sat on the bed and picked up the fully charged mobile phone. That was when he saw the message Sylvia sent him. The corners of his lips twitched, and his slender fingers began to tap rapidly against the display. “I haven't read it yet. I'll let you know after I read it tomorrow.” There was no response for a long time after the message was sent. Odell seemed unimpressed. He texted her again, “Have you fallen asleep?” There was still no response. Needless to say, she was asleep. This woman had the audacity to fall asleep without waiting for his reply! He immediately tapped the dial button. It took a while for the other party to pick up the call. Sylvia gnashed her teeth and grumbled into the phone, "Odell, what’s your problem? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?!" So, she was already in the land of
Sylvia did not receive his reply even though it was past afternoon. She thought about what happened last night with him calling her out of nowhere, then hanging up without explanation. This led her to think that she must have upset him again in some way somehow. It seemed as if she often found herself getting on his bad side despite having done nothing wrong. She figured that it was no use fixing her mind on this. With this in mind, she proceeded to text him again, “Odell, if you still don’t want to reply to me, I’ll just assume that you’ve given me permission to pick them up.” Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Carter Corporation. Odell glanced at the message that popped up on the top of his screen, then he turned to Cliff. “Keep going.” Cliff continued his report. After he was done presenting his report, he followed up, “Master Carter, here is the information about the woodcarving studio that you asked me to obtain.” Cliff handed Odell a stack of sorted documents that
Tara snapped at her, "Sylvia, you'd better spit it out. What’s going on here?” Sylvia said with a wry smile, "If you want to know what's going on, why don’t you just go inside and ask Odell?” Tara felt a lump in her throat. Madam Carter had adamantly stated that so long as she breathed, she would never allow Tara to step into the house. Sylvia was intentionally riling her up. She was about to slander Sylvia as being Odell's unwanted toy when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the person in question appearing at the door. Her expression transformed immediately as she ran to Odell. “Odell!” She threw herself into Odell's arms with an aggrieved look as if Sylvia had done something terrible to her. Nevertheless, Odell looked at Sylvia with an indifferent look. Sylvia raised an eyebrow and began to leave. She would not stay behind and watch these two play out their drama. She had only taken a step when Tara said to Odell, “I was just asking her why she was here when she beca
Odell squinted and hugged her tightly in his arms. Tara sobbed. “Odell, can we have another baby?” Odell furrowed his brows. “Your body is not ready now. Let's talk about it when you get better.” She simply sobbed in silence as a reply. He tapped her back and said, “Tara, once Grandmother gives me the green light, I’ll marry you right away.” “Mm-hmm.” Tara hummed a reply. She lay in his arms and stared in the direction where Sylvia walked off. There was a hint of anxiety and anger in her eyes. Sylvia must be using her children to get close to Odell. ‘That bitch! I should have made sure that she stayed dead back then!” …After Sylvia reached home, she received a call from Isabel. She blurted out everything she heard from Tara after Sylvia left. It seemed like Tara was badmouthing Sylvia in front of Odell. Sylvia simply scoffed. She expected all this. She said to Isabel, “Isabel, you don’t need to care about all that.” Annoyed, Isabel pouted and said, “She’s talkin
Sylvia listened to Betty’s blabbering for quite a while. The other colleagues also came with their two cents, telling her to be careful with her words and actions and not make the boss unhappy. As everyone expected, a limited edition white supercar stopped in front of the studio entrance. Two elderly butlers went over to welcome the guest while Sylvia and her colleagues lined up in an organized manner at the entrance. The door opened and a tall figure emerged.The young man had a loose white shirt coupled with black pants. His bangs draped fashionably over his forehead while his skin was fair and his facial features were pronounced and welcoming. There was a noble presence to his demeanor. Betty and the other girls fawned over the man. Even Sylvia widened her eyes in surprise, not because of how handsome the man was, but because she knew him. Tristan also noticed Sylvia when he came in. “Sylvia?” Tristan was surprised. He went up to her for a closer look. Sylvia smil
Tristan’s face froze for a while. “Are they yours and Odell’s kids?” “Yes.” Then, Sylvia passed him the sunflower that she finished carving. “I’m done, Mr. Ledger.” Tristan stared at the carved sunflower. It was minimalistic yet blooming with life, and his eyes glimmered with interest when he saw it. He took it and smiled at her. “Nicely done.” Sylvia got up. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to work.” Tristan’s smile remained. “Okay.” While she exited the room, Tristan’s eyes never left her. He even clutched the carved sunflower in his hands tightly. “Sylvia, I'll never let you go again.” …Right after Sylvia came out from the office, Betty sashayed up to her. As though she was a paparazzi, she sniffed for any kinds of gossip revolving the boss and Sylvia. “Our grandfathers were friends, so I knew him since we were young,” Sylvia said.Indeed, they knew each other when they were young. Even though he lived with his parents in the wealthy district, he would vis