Sylvia hurriedly stopped them. Doing so was only going to further upset Odell even more and push him to the point of no return. She consoled them patiently, "Isabel, Liam, Mommy will take you out to play the day after tomorrow." "But I don't like the ugly lady," Isabel protested. "I don't like her either," Liam said with a look of disdain. Sylvia did not want them to be with Tara either. Still, there was nothing she could do that would change Odell’s mind. After some consideration, she said, "Be patient. If she tries to bully you two, call me immediately.” Isabel pouted and answered reluctantly, "Okay." Liam was silent. Sylvia stayed with them a while longer and only left after she managed to convince them to eat dinner. After she went home, she sent a text to Tristan. She told him that she would go to the ball with him tomorrow evening. Tristan replied with a smiling emoji followed by, “Okay, do you need an evening dress? I'll have someone deliver one to yo

Liam stepped up to shield Isabel with his body. He answered Odell, “She brought us something to drink. Isabel was not expecting it to be so hot and accidentally lost her grip and dropped the cup on the floor, spilling the juice inside everywhere.” He transparently explained everything. Isabel backed her brother up. “He’s telling the truth.” Tara took a deep breath. Her eyes were turning red as she endured the pain and turned to Odell, "Odell, don't be angry. I don’t think Isabel didn't do it on purpose. She probably dropped it because it was too hot for her to hold.” Odell’s expression darkened. Perhaps it would have been better if she had said nothing at all. "This cup comes with an insulated cover. How is it that she got herself burned?" He glared at Isabel angrily again. “Isabel, tell me the truth. Did you do it on purpose?" Isabel looked at him in utter disbelief. Of course, it was intentional. The ugly lady intentionally explained things in a way that would mi

In the evening, upon seeing that it was almost time, Sylvia got dressed and was prepared to go to the ball. Unexpectedly, Tristan turned up at her doorstep to pick her up. Sylvia had just walked out of the door when she saw him. He was leaning suavely against his car in a slim-fit suit. Sylvia was taken aback by the sight of him. Tristan was also similarly startled when he noticed her outfit. Although she was dressed a little more refined than usual, she was still rather underdressed for the occasion. He quickly wiped the look off his face and asked, “Hey, Sylvia, are you ready?" Sylvia replied, “Yeap.” "Then, let's go." Since he had taken the time to drive here, Sylvia was not going to turn him away, so she got into his car. They drove to the venue of the ball, but not before stopping outside a private designer boutique. Sylvia was perplexed. "Tristan, what are you bringing me here for?" Tristan cast a look at her, sizing her up and down. Then, he said

His eyes darkened in a split instant. To think that this woman was not caring for her children at home but was all dressed up and dancing with another man out in public! Tara appeared next to him and was visibly shocked by the sight of the two dancers on the dance floor. She could not believe her eyes when she recognized Tristan and Sylvia. When she saw Sylvia’s spectacular outfit, she took a deep breath to curb her resentment. She looked at Odell again. He wore a stoic expression, showing disdain for Sylvia the way he usually did. However, there was also a visible mix of awe and surprise in his eyes as he was captivated by Sylvia’s appearance. Tara cursed the existence of the wretched woman that was Sylvia. Then, she composed herself and said to Odell, “Wow, I wasn’t expecting Tristan and Sylvia to be here. They seem like a good match." Odell pursed his lips and scoffed with a sour look. At last, the music was nearing its end. The first dance presented by Syl

With how fast Tristan was driving, it did not take long for them to arrive at the Old District. Sylvia turned to him, “Just drop me off at the junction near my house.” It was only a short distance from the Carters' residence, so she planned to walk there after she got out of the car. Tristan gave her a look and answered, “Alright.” Shortly after that, they stopped at the said junction. Sylvia got out of the car and thanked him, "Tristan, thank you for sending me home.” Tristan smiled and answered, "You're welcome. Now hurry up and go to your children.” Sylvia turned around and made for the Carters'. After crossing two more intersections, she arrived at the entrance of their family house. The gate in front was closed. Sylvia stepped forward and raised her hand to ring the doorbell. “Hmm? Weren’t you going out on a date with him?" A deep, sardonic voice came from behind her out of nowhere. Sylvia was startled and quickly turned around. It was Odell hid