After Tristan left, a middle-aged woman in a glamorous dress came in. There was a reception at the entrance and she was actually ushered in by the receptionist. Then, the receptionist said to Sylvia, “Sylvia, someone is here for you.” Sylvia turned around. When she saw the woman looking for her, she was stunned. She had seen the woman before. It was Tristan’s mother, Catherine. Out of respect, Sylvia put her work down and smiled at the woman. “Mrs. Ross, hi.” Catherine smiled in response, but there was a hint of contempt. She sized Sylvia up from top to bottom and said, “I have something to talk to you about. Can you take some time off in the afternoon for me?” “Yes, of course.” “Then, I’ll wait for you at Elysian House.” “Okay.” Catherine did not linger and left after delivering her message. Sylvia also went back to work. …At lunch, Sylvia arrived at Elysian House punctually. Catherine had booked the balcony seat on the second floor. There was only one balc
Sylvia looked straight into Catherine’s eyes and sincerely said, “You’re thinking too much. I came back to Westchester to be with my children. Wherever my children are, that's where I go. They are now in Westchester, so I won’t leave this city.” Catherine was a little surprised. “Are you saying you work at Tristan’s studio because of your children?” “I purely work there for the sake of working.” Catherine scoffed. “Then, why did you choose Tristan’s studio in the first place?” “It was just a coincidence. When I first applied for the job, I did not know it belonged to Tristan.” Catherine remained dubious. She did not believe what Sylvia said. Sylvia added, “Mrs. Ross, Tristan is a great person, but I don’t like him.” “If you don’t like him and you won’t leave Westchester, then I believe you can at least leave the studio.” Sylvia was slightly stunned. She had thought of leaving before because Odell had once threatened her with the kids and also because Tristan had confess
Sylvia returned home. Aunt Tonya was curious why she was back home so early today, and she informed her that she had resigned. Aunt Tonya was a little surprised but did not ask why. Although Sylvia had left Tristan’s studio, she still loved wood carving and did not want to give up on the profession. She pulled out the name cards that she had gotten from the ball that she attended with Tristan. All the name cards belonged to the best players in the wood carving industry and they loved her work. Some careful consideration later, she picked a few and sent them her resume. Then, she went out grocery shopping with Aunt Tonya. She planned to make some snacks for the kids when they arrived later. What made her happier was that after the two little rascals arrived, Isabel excitedly said, “Mommy, I heard that the big baddie is working late tonight, and he’s not coming home!” Sylvia’s eyes glowed. She looked at Liam and asked, “Liam, is that true?” Liam grinned. “I called Uncle
Half an hour later, the black supercar parked in front of the Carters’ mansion. Odell came down. The bodyguards got nervous when they saw him. “Master Odell, I thought you were having a meeting? Why are you back so soon?” Odell reacted coldly. He glared at them and asked, “How did you know I was in a meeting?” He did not tell Madam Carter that he was having a meeting; not even the butler knew. The bodyguard was stunned. Tension piled up as he stuttered, “I-I heard it…from someone…” Odell glared at the bodyguard before he strode into the living room. Madam Carter and the butler were chatting with the other servants in the living room. When he came in, everyone was stunned. Even Madam Carter showed nervousness on her face. Odell looked around and asked, “Grandmother, where’s Liam and Isabel?” Madam Carter tightened her lips. “Uh… They went out to play.” Odell frowned. “Where?” “I don’t know. They said they were bored at home, so I told Jacob and Ben to take them o
Liam stared at Odell coldly. Odell looked at Sylvia. Sylvia blinked helplessly before she tried to flatter him by saying, “Odell, you can bring them back, but we just finished making grilled chicken. Can you let them finish first?” She looked at him in anticipation. Odell simply hummed as a reply, which surprised Sylvia as she did not expect him to grant her permission. In order to prevent him from going back on his promise, she quickly said to Isabel and Liam, “Isabel, Liam, sit down and eat.” Isabel and Liam noticed that Odell showed no signs of causing trouble, so they lowered their caution and went back to the table. Sylvia got them their plates and cutlery and was also about to sit down. “Ahem.” The man suddenly grunted. Sylvia looked at him. Odell stood there like a monolith, showing no intention to leave. Some doubts later, she cautiously asked, “Odell, do you want to have some?” Odell had a glance over at the barbecue feast on the table and looked rather s
Odell looked at her and said, “I’m thirsty.” “There’s a water dispenser over there. You can get a cup and pour yourself a glass of water.” Odell did not move and simply stared at her. Sylvia ignored everything about him. Isabel had enough of the awkwardness. She pouted and said, “Big baddie, can’t you move by yourself? Where are your hands and legs?” It was then that Liam got up with his little cup and went over to get some fruit juice. Maybe it was intentional, but he got up slowly, walked over slowly, and got himself more fruit juice slowly. He did everything slower than usual, as if he was trying to show someone how to get a drink.Isabel raised a brow and then said to Odell, “Big baddie, if you don’t know how to get yourself a drink, watch and learn.” Odell could not tolerate the scornful remarks anymore. He got up, poured himself a glass of water, and drained it to the last drop. Then, he turned to the kids and stated, “It’s time to go home.” Isabel grunted. “I’m
“Sylvia, why did you resign?” That was the first thing Tristan asked when the call got through, and anxiety permeated the line.Sylvia calmly replied, “I don’t want to work there anymore.” “I don’t believe you. Is it because Sonia is giving you more trouble?” “No.” “Then, why did you leave?” Sylvia knew that if she did not tell Tristan the truth today, the man would continue to haunt her like a ghost. A quick thought later, she said, “Well, I don’t want to work in your studio anymore.” “You don’t want to work in my studio? Did you resign because of me?” Tristan was in disbelief. “Yes.” “Why?” Sylvia was stunned. She was as straightforward as she could be, but he still did not understand. On the other end of the call, Tristan clutched his phone tightly, his brows furrowed as he said, “Sylvia, tell me. Did you leave because you want to reject me or did Sonia make you do it?” Sylvia tightened her lips. Some words were too hurtful when made verbal, and she knew how i
Every dish had been cooked to perfection, and it even gave Odell a sense of novel happiness with each bite he took. A few seconds of silence later, he said to Tara, “I have something to do later. You can have dinner on your own.” “Odell, I thought you are done with work. Are you going back to have dinner with Isabel and Liam?” she asked. A slight hesitation later, he reluctantly hummed a reply. Tara answered in disappointment, “Okay.” Odell asked, “Do you still have any money on your bank card? I’ll transfer some money over. You can have dinner with your friends and go shopping later. Buy anything that catches your eyes. You don’t need to hold back.” Tara’s eyes shone upon hearing Odell's generosity, but she remained calm and said, “Odell, I still have my own money. You don’t need to transfer any more to me now. I don’t want to always spend your money.” Odell did not say a thing and simply transferred two million to her. …At Sylvia’s place, just when the sun almost di