After some brief consideration, she started heading toward the section where the food was laid out. Tristan trailed after her closely. Sylvia turned to him and said, “Don’t worry about me, Tristan. Go ahead and have fun.” Tristan smiled back at her. "I happen to be a little hungry too." With that, he went to get some food for himself. Sylvia pursed her lips and stayed quiet. Shortly after they began eating, some people came up to them to mingle with them. Some of them were eager to talk business with Tristan while others took more interest in Sylvia. They were deeply impressed by Sylvia’s woodcarving art pieces and began discussing their artistic philosophy with her. In turn, she engaged in conversation with them. The ball had come to a successful end. Sylvia and Tristan followed the crowd towards the parking lot. Coincidentally, they arrived at the parking lot at the same time as Odell and Tara who were being escorted by the hosts. They bumped into each o
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
A broken toy? For a split second, Sylvia felt her body convulsing, prickled by numerous sharp thorns that penetrated her skin. Almost by instinct, she raised a hand and delivered a slap across Odell’s handsome face. Smack! A clear, crisp smack cut through the air. Sylvia felt her palm trembling. Her anger was what kept her going as she roared with a vengeance, "Odell, you’re the broken toy!” As soon as she said this, she felt something gripping her neck. It was Odell who grabbed her neck and pushed her against the wall behind her. His face was terrible and dark. “You hit me? How dare you hit me?” He stared at her murderously as if he wanted to drill holes into her body with his gaze. The look in Sylvia’s eyes shifted, then she braced herself and howled again, "You were the one who started it!” Odell tightened his grip in anger. Sylvia was suffocating and desperately opened her mouth to draw in large mouthfuls of air. Underneath the light, her luscious l
Odell was startled when he saw Sylvia’s red, swollen eyes with tears pooling inside them. He scoffed and said crossly, "Don't look at me like that. It’s not going to work on me. I’m not Tristan.” Sylvia was completely speechless as she held back her tears. Odell could not help it and began to chuckle when he noticed how upset she was and yet unable to express her anger in any way or form. "Go see the children. You only have an hour." With that, he stepped towards the door which opened automatically. After he entered, Sylvia stared at his figure and muttered curses, “Stupid bastard, prick!” After she got it out of her system, she dragged herself inside. Meanwhile, Tara, who had been hiding in the dark this entire time, was clenching her hands tightly and angrily. Back at the parking lot after the ball ended, she already had a feeling that something was going on when she heard Odell suddenly tell Sylvia what happened to Isabel that same afternoon. That was when
What was worse was that she had the guts to flirt with Tristan! How very vile! Sonia could not swallow her anger and tried to deliver another blow to Sylvia’s face. This time, Sylvia ducked to the side, so Sonia’s hand smashed against the hard surface of a wooden pillar. She immediately cried out in pain, “You! I’m going to slap the crap out of you no matter what!” Blinded with rage, she threw herself at Sylvia. That was when Tristan suddenly charged in from outside. He quickly stepped in between the two of them and helped fend off Sonia. Sonia was startled by this display. She immediately cried for justice, “Tristan, look what Sylvia just did to me!” Tristan frowned and looked at her with a vengeful glare. “Do you think I’m blind?” Besides, there were many witnesses in the studio. It was clear as day that it was Sonia who tried to fight Sylvia unprovoked. Sonia's expression shifted and she began to pout defensively. "She’s such a disgraceful woman for tryi
Was there ever a worse feeling than being abandoned by your loved ones when you needed them the most? Odell had her slapped sixty times back then to the point that her face was swollen like she had been stung by a bee. Not only did her biological father not feel sorry for her, but he even blamed her for things turning sour with the Carters and had her banished from the family. From that moment on, Sylvia had completely lost all faith in her family. If they would not treat her as one of their own, she would not suffer their wrath for no reason either! All the memories rushed back to her. Sylvia came back to her senses and turned to Betty and the others with a faint smile, "She is not my sister. I have no other family members except for my two children and Aunt Tonya.” Betty heaved a sigh of relief. “Then, it’s all good.” They did not press her for more details and left her to herself after offering her solace. Sylvia similarly picked up her tools and went back
Tara took Odell's arm. When they got to the stairs, Sylvia and Tristan had already entered the private room they reserved. Tara looked at Odell's face and whispered to him, "Odell, could Tristan be the one who took the best private room that we were going to reserve?” Odell pursed his lips indifferently. Tara added, "This restaurant is a famous location for couples. They say that that particular private room has a reputation for successful proposals. Since Tristan is bringing Sylvia to that room, I think he’s planning to confess his love to her.” Odell's face darkened when he heard this. Tristan was going to confess to that woman? A rush of anger went to his head, but he was able to suppress that anger as quickly as it came to him. There was nothing to be angry about, especially since it was a woman he no longer cared for. However, if this woman dared to take Tristan and willingly ignore her children, then she would never get to see them again in the future!
Odell saw a cart full of roses beside Tristan who was confessing to Sylvia. He raised his sharp brows and just watched coldly. Beside him, Tara observed the reaction on his face and also studied how things were developing between Tristan and Sylvia. On the other room, Sylvia and Tristan had no idea that Odell was watching. Sylvia looked at Tristan with a complicated expression. After the ball that night, she knew that something was wrong with him, but it still surprised her when she heard it from him herself. While she did not want to hurt him, if she kept it vague or averted the question, it would only deepen the misunderstanding, eventually hurting him deeper. She looked into his eyes and said, “Tristan, I really am honored that you would fancy me, but I only see you as a friend. We aren't suitable together.” Tristan was disheartened. Although he did think of this outcome before. He soon curled his lips into a smile and said, “You’re single, I’m single. Why can’t we be