Jacob opened the door for them before Ben carried them into the car one by one. After entering the car, the children immediately saw Odell’s figure. Liam was slightly startled, and Isabel puffed and pouted. Odell looked at them. His face was as harsh and intimidating as always. Isabel was about to yell at him but immediately decided against it when she noticed the expression he wore. Liam observed him with a narrow look. The two children huddled together and kept as far away from their father as possible. They were visibly scared of him this time and wanted to stay away from him. Odell frowned. "Sit down." They fixed their pearl-like eyes on him with timid expressions and did not move a muscle. "Don’t make me repeat that again.” The two of them exchanged a look. Shortly after that, Liam moved to Odell’s side, and Isabel followed suit and begrudgingly shuffled over to Liam’s side. Odell swiped a look at the siblings and extended an arm to pick Isabel
In the past, Odell would have caved in and let them go, but now, thinking of Sylvia only reminded him of how she had left with Tristan without any remorse. She had even abandoned her children to go with him. Odell had a terrible look on his face and did not answer. Liam cocked an eyebrow and observed him while Isabel was still whimpering. After failing to draw a response from Odell, she rested for two minutes before she wrapped herself around Liam and went back to sobbing again. Odell was at a loss for words. His forehead had several creases formed across them. Several minutes later, Isabel seemed tired of crying and subtly turned to him. She tried to steal a look at him from the corner of her eyes. Odell flicked an eyebrow and proceeded to glare into her scrutinizing gaze. She pulled away instinctively and buried her face into Liam’s neck again. Shortly after that, she started whimpering again. Odell stayed silent and put a finger to massage his temple. S
"But I want to see Mommy and talk to her.” Liam patted her head, "Let's call Mommy.” “But the baddie took our phone away. He won’t even let Great-grandma, Uncle Ben, or Uncle Jacob lend us their phones.” "There is one more person whose phone we can borrow.” Isabel's eyes lit up as she asked, "Whose?” Liam smirked mischievously. "Dad's." ...... Several hours later, in the middle of the night, two small figures snuck out of the room and crept across the floor on their bare feet. They reach Odell’s room without making a sound. Liam slowly held the door handle and pulled it down. Isabel slipped inside like a slippery loach. When she saw Odell sleeping soundly in bed, she crept to the head of the bed and stole the phone from the bedside table. She quickly crept out with the prize in hand. Liam closed the door softly and brought Isabel back to their room. He turned on the phone and took Sylvia’s number off the blacklist. Then, he clicked the dial button.
Meanwhile, at the Lake Victoria Villa, in Tara's large living room illuminated by bright crystal chandeliers, Tara could be seen in a swanky dress. She sat gracefully on the sofa with a glass of wine in her hand. Sonia was sitting next to her and anxiously darting her eyes across the room. As expected of the most iconic villa in Westchester City, every nook and cranny seemed like something out of a painting, exuding fine elegance and tasteful architecture. Although Sonia was someone who was born with a golden spoon in her mouth, she was still amazed by the decor. The Rosses lived in an affluent area where the plot of land was priced significantly, but the houses were on the older end. Meanwhile, there were only ten sparse units in Lake Victoria. These properties were something that money could not buy. Tara read every hint of envy in Sonia’s eyes, and she smiled. “Sonia, Odell gave me this wine a long time ago, and I never had time to try it. Give it a sip. It should ta
Sylvia was very satisfied and thanked her. “This is enough. Thank you.” Without any delay, she went to Carl who was in charge of the studio to request half a day of leave, then she drove to Alister’s address. Alister lived in the secluded outskirts of the suburb district, and it took Sylvia almost an hour to get there. She raised her hand and knocked it against the door. Alister quickly opened the door from inside. Her face registered shock the moment she saw Sylvia, and she instinctively tried to close the door. However, Sylvia pushed the door open before she could and walked past the threshold. Alister stumbled backward and regarded her visitor with a vigilant look. "What are you doing here?" Sylvia answered harshly, "You know." The look in Alister's eyes shifted and she said, "I don't." Sylvia was not going to beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "When did Tara pay you to spy on me?" "Who's Tara? I have no idea who that is.” She continued
Apart from Isabel and Liam, Aunt Tonya was the most important person in Sylvia’s world. She could not allow harm to befall her. She rushed back to her house as fast as she could. The gate outside was guarded by two large and intimidating men. Sylvia marched inside quickly. The broomstick that Aunt Tonya used could be seen on the floor. Sylvia entered the living room to see her biological father, Emmanuel Ross, and her stepmother, Dona, sitting on her sofa. She even saw someone pouring tea for them as she entered. She glanced around the room but saw no sight of Aunt Tonya"Where's Aunt Tonya?" she asked urgently. Emmanuel took a sip of tea and answered slowly, "I sent her somewhere else." Sylvia's expression became aggressive. "Where did you take her?" Emmanuel suddenly shouted angrily, “How dare you speak to me in that tone?” Dona said with a pleasant chuckle, "Sylvia, we just asked Aunt Tonya to rest somewhere else for now. You can rest assured that we won
"Damn it!" Emmanuel shot up and nearly charged at Sylvia. Nevertheless, Sylvia was completely unfazed. Dona grabbed him just in time and smiled placatingly. “Emmanuel, don’t be angry. It’s not worth getting angry with this girl. You have to think of your health.” Then, she turned to Sylvia. "I'll let you know who your marriage candidate is and you can think about it. You'd better make up your mind quickly. I don’t know how long Aunt Tonya can keep waiting for you.” Sylvia stiffened. Dona smiled wryly and turned to Emmanuel. “Let’s go, Emmanuel. Give her some time to think about it.” Emmanuel's expression softened considerably as he muttered, "Yeah, sure." He shot another hostile look at Sylvia before walking out with Dona. His crew followed him out of the house as well. The whole house suddenly descended into silence. Sylvia bowed her head and grabbed her head with her hands. The same sense of despair she had felt when she was kicked out of Westchester
Sherry was extremely efficient. Before the sun even set, she had compiled a list of all the properties the Rosses owned and sent them to Sylvia. She attached another message along with it. “Hey, Sylvia. My guy accessed the surveillance cameras in these properties and did not see any sign of Aunt Tonya or anyone suspicious showing up. Do you think there’s a chance they moved Aunt Tonya out of the city?” Sylvia frowned tensely. Judging by what she knew of Emmanuel and Dona, she doubted they would take so much effort to relocate Aunt Tonya out of the city. But if they did not relocate her out of the city, where could they have hidden her? She felt her head throbbing. She sat down on the ground and scratched her head until her hair turned into a tangled mess, and still, she could not figure it out. Her phone rang again. The caller ID was “Grandma”. Sylvia's eyes brightened as she answered the phone immediately. Isabel's saccharine voice greeted her, "Mommy,