Sylvia took a ride to Westchester’s New District. The New District had actually been considered a suburb a few years ago. However, due to rapid development, there were a lot more people and traffic passing through the area now.She had come to the New District to lure Thomas out. Bowman had found traces of Thomas’ activities, all of which had led to this part of the city. He strongly believed that Thomas was in the district. He had no other way of luring Thomas out other than using Sylvia as bait. He instructed her to take a stroll in the New District in the hopes that it might catch Thomas’ attention. Sylvia got out of the car and started wandering around along the sidewalk. Pretty soon, she came to a retro-looking bar. Having caught her attention, she decided to go inside. The owner of the bar, a young lady, personally welcomed her when she came in. Sylvia was not much of a drinker but she wanted to pretend that she had come to have a drink as a means to drown her sorr
Sylvia slept until she woke up naturally, which was around the same time as usual but Odell had already gone to work. She got up and washed her face. Then she changed into fresh clothes, nursed Flint and had breakfast. She also spent some time with Isabel and Liam before she handed Flint over to Aunt Tonya when she thought it was almost time to go. Leaving Isabel and Liam with a reminder to be good, she then took a ride to the bar in New District. Ben had been the one to drive her to the bar in the past two days. Before she got out of the car, he said, “Madam, I’ll be waiting in the car. Just call me if you need anything.” Sylvia hummed in reply and got out of the car. The bar and its surroundings looked the same but there were two more tables with customers inside. The customers gave subtle glances at Sylvia as soon as she went in. Thinking about what Bowman had told her, Sylvia assumed that they were undercover police officers. The thought eased her nervousness slig
Sylvia furrowed her brows. The lady owner screamed again. Sylvia saw that blood had started to drip from the lady owner’s neck. The man had cut her skin with the blade. Sylvia’s eyes widened in shock and fear, and her body started to shake. All she had wanted was to lure Thomas out of hiding. She had not wanted any innocent people to be involved. “I’ll go with you. Just please, let her go!” Sylvia bolted up. “Great. Come, take a walk with me and he’ll release her.” Thomas got up and smiled at the police officers. “You guys better stay put. I have more men in this place than you could possibly imagine.” The officers stared at him cautiously. The leader of the group bellowed, “Thomas Carter, stop this at once!” Thomas took a quick glance at Sylvia before he walked outside. Sylvia took a deep breath. Then, she glanced at the lady owner who was being held hostage and took a deep breath before she followed Thomas out. Not long after, she followed Thomas into an all
They reached home shortly after. The three kids were taking a nap, while Aunt Tonya and the others were resting. Only Sebastian and two bodyguards were in the yard. Sylvia greeted them and hurried inside. She went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. There was a red mark on the upper left part of her collarbone. It was not exactly huge but was still rather eye-catching. She dipped the towel in warm water and placed it over the spot. After the towel had cooled down, she removed it but saw that the hickey remained. All of a sudden, Flint’s cry sounded, indicating that the baby must have woken up. Sylvia immediately grabbed a collared pink dress from the closet to cover the hickey. She changed into the dress and went to the childrens’ room. Flint’s cry had woken both Isabel and Liam. Isabel was so sleepy that she was rubbing her eyes. Liam was sleepy as well but he was carrying the baby in his arms to try and calm him down. Sylvia immediately took over a
Sylvia thought he would not notice the thick layer of foundation that she had applied to her neck. So, she feigned annoyance and cried out, “Let me go!” Odell ignored her. Releasing one of his hands, he used it to stroke the spot on the upper left side of her collarbone. Sylvia trembled when she felt the warmth of his touch on her neck. “Why is there a thick layer of foundation here?” He raised a brow and gazed deeply at her. “Are you trying to hide something?” “NO!—Ah!” Before she could finish, she was lifted onto the makeup table. His towering figure leaned over her, not giving her a chance to escape by single-handedly holding her hands behind her back. He reached out to retrieve a makeup remover wipe from her makeup bag.He then rubbed it all over her neck. The makeup remover was cool, which gave Sylvia goosebumps. Not surprisingly, his expression was gloomy as soon as he removed the layer of foundation. Sylvia bit her lip as she avoided looking at his terrifying
The reply she got was of him walking out of the door without looking back. Sylvia’s chest tightened. She wanted to chase after him but she was naked. She ran to the closet to put on a simple dress, combed her hair and went outside. Isabel, Liam and Flint were in the brightly lit living room with Sebastian, Aunt Tonya, Aunt Wanda and Aunt Flora, but Odell was nowhere to be found. They all looked at Sylvia when she came down. They were all looking at her in confusion, except for Flint, who stretched out his chubby little arms to ask for her to carry him. Sylvia looked at the exit with a frown. Sebastian said, “Master just went out. He said it was because of work.” Aunt Tonya asked, “Syl, did you two just argue?” Isabel and Liam looked at her blankly. Sylvia carried Flint into her arms and said, “Yeah, we did have a little argument.” Aunt Tonya noticed the unusual expression. “Did he do anything to you?” Sylvia shook her head with a smile. “No. We only argued verball
After dinner, Sylvia carried Flint as she accompanied the older kids to their room to play with them as usual. Isabel was super excited and flaunted her skills in playing games in front of her little brother. Liam sat beside Sylvia to read his book. Later that night, Isabel became tired and fell asleep, and so did Flint. Liam was still reading his book. “Liam, it’s time for bed,” Sylvia said. Liam obediently put the book down and glanced at the window. He asked, “Mommy, is Daddy working late tonight again?” Sylvia looked disheartened. “Maybe.” She stroked his head and said, “You should go to bed.” The boy climbed into bed. Then, Sylvia carried Flint back to her room. The servants had already tidied up the room much earlier. It was quiet, with no one inside. Sylvia laid down on the bed as she carried Flint in her arms. She waited until midnight yet the man still did not come home and she dozed off while waiting. …At the same time in Carter Tower, an importa
Sylvia opened her eyes as soon as the sky turned bright the next morning. Flint was still sleeping. She touched the other side of the bed but found it cool, without the slightest bit of warmth. He had not come home the night before. She frowned, then she got out of bed and washed her face. Flint woke up shortly after and cried for his milk. Sylvia fed him before walking out of the room. After breakfast, she sat in the living room with the kids, watching them play. However, waiting only fueled her annoyance and frustration. She called Odell but would always be greeted with a busy tone. She wanted to curse out loud. ‘Is this really necessary? It has been two days. Why is he still mad? Does he really think I’m cheating on him again?’ Regardless, her patience wore thin. She refused to engage in a silent war with him. Since she had already decided to live with him now, they had to learn to be honest with each other. She put Flint in Aunt Tonya’s care and told Isa