“Alright.” Sylvia said and rose with Odell. However, moments before they stepped out of the room, she suddenly felt an urge to pee. She stated with slight embarrassment, "I need to go to the bathroom.” Odell smiled and let go of her hand. "Go, I'll be waiting for you here." She quickly shuffled to the bathroom. After she came out of the toilet, she overheard the tail end of what was Peter saying something to Odell, “…On the way to the hotel, he should arrive in about ten minutes.” Odell, “Alright.” He took Sylvia's hand when he saw her. "Let's go. John is about to reach the hotel. We’ll go meet him first, then you can explore the city after that.” Sylvia obliged. “Alright.” Their driver took them to the hotel after that. After they got out of the car, they walked toward the lobby. That was when Sylvia suddenly mentioned, "Odell, why don't you go on ahead? I’ll just walk around and check out the city.” Odell looked at her. Sylvia flashed an innocent smil
Sylvia chuckled awkwardly and mentioned, “Something happened a short while ago and I lost my memory." She had explained this to so many people that she had the entire monologue memorized. Zach was understandably baffled by this. “Wait, you lost your memory?” “Yes, I forgot everything that happened the last nine years. It's not that I intentionally forgot who you were.” “I guess that makes sense, you look different from when I saw you the last time.” Zach sighed and sounded slightly disappointed, then he suddenly asked when a thought occurred to him, “Do you recall there being this man called Odell?” Sylvia was not expecting this question of all things but answered truthfully, “I do, we’ve known each other since we were very young. I already knew him nine years ago.” “I see.” He sighed again, seemingly disappointed and frustrated. Suddenly, a strange smile formed on his face as he asked, “Are you still with him now?" "Why are you asking this?" Sylvia was rather confu
“Yeah, I know a few.” “Who are they?” Sylvia asked with an expectant look in her eyes as she wanted to know more. Zach smirked. “I thought you were here to sightsee. Why are you asking me all this?” “I was just curious.” “Ah.” He handled the steering wheel and made no further comment. It seemed like he was not intending to answer her questions. Sylvia considered for a moment and blurted out, “Do you know John Stockton?” “The richest man in Glanchester. Who doesn’t know him?” “I think he lives here too. Do you know which one of these villas belongs to him?” Zach burst out chuckling by this point. He parked the car on the side of the road, and turned to Sylvia with a smile on his face though his demeanor was otherwise serious. "Sylvia, you didn't come here to sightsee, did you?” Sylvia dropped the act. There was no point in feigning it since he already knew, so she nodded. Zach's expression softened. "Why are you asking about John? Are you looking for h
After the two had come to an agreement, Zach took Sylvia out to the entrance. Jacob was standing guard waiting for her and the moment he saw her, he ran up to her and nervously inspected her up and down, worried that something had happened to her while she was gone. Sylvia smiled and reassured him. "I'm fine, I just took a lap inside.” Jacob breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Madam, do you want to go anywhere else?” "No, let's go back to the hotel." “Okay.” ... Inside the penthouse suite of the hotel. Both Cliff and Peter were standing by the entrance to the study with their backs perched straight and at attention. The door was closed. Not a word coming from inside the study could be heard. Meanwhile, the two men were seated by a tea table inside the study. Both of them sat on a leather-bound chair, facing each other. There were two tea cups as well as a sheet of letter of collaboration set on the table. Odell briefly stated his options and e
There was an indescribable, menacing look hidden beneath John’s smile as he walked outside. Peter stayed right behind him and informed, “Sir, that’s Master Carter’s wife.” "Sylvia Ross, I believe?” "Yes, I looked up her information. That’s her full name.” John chuckled softly. Peter seemed perplexed by this reaction. "What are you laughing at?" "It's nothing." He glowered, “Hire ten more men and send them to her place.” Peter's expression changed and he replied, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."...Meanwhile, Sylvia quickly made her way to the penthouse suite. Cliff was just sorting out the documents when Sylvia showed up. He greeted her with a polite smile, "Madam, welcome back.” Sylvia returned an easy smile and asked, "Where's Odell?” “Master Carter is in the study." "Is he busy?" “No.” A voice came from the study. Sylvia turned in the direction of the study and saw Odell stepping out of the study with an affectionate look inside his eyes.
With this in mind, Sylva confronted Odell and insisted adamantly. "I don't want to shop anymore. If you still want to shop, just take Jacob with you and go shopping by yourself." She did not try to duck from his gaze after saying this and maintained the same stubborn look on her face. Odell narrowed his eyes. "Sylvia?" She ignored him. "Sylvia?" he asked again, his voice growing deeper this time. "What?” she asked in a grumpy manner. He chuckled softly and conceded. “Alright, no more shopping. Let's go back." Something gleamed in Sylvia’s eyes. He smiled tenderly and stretched a hand toward her to offer her to take it. Sylvia pursed her lips and put her hand on his. Jacob put everything they bought in the car. Meanwhile, the couple went to a nearby street known for its large variety of street food vendors to find something to eat. With his dress suit and amazing looks, Odell stood out like a sore thumb among the crowd. He looked like a fantasy chara
Sylvia barely managed to take a step when Odell grabbed her wrist from behind and pulled her into his arms. “Look at you, you’re jealous. What do you want for dinner?" he said with a charming look in his eyes. She felt her cheeks burning red hot. “You’re the jealous one!” He patted her head and asked again patiently, “Hotpot or street food?” She pouted and decided. "Hotpot." “Alright." ... After they finished their dinner, it was nearly ten. By the time they got back to the hotel, it was midnight already. Sylvia had been yawning even when they were on the way back to the hotel. The moment they walked back into their suite, Odell patted her head gently and told her, “Use the bathroom inside the bedroom. I’ll use the one outside.” “Okay.” Sylvia grunted with a tint of sleepiness before going to the bathroom inside the bedroom. The shower turned out to wash away her sleepiness. She suddenly remembered that there was only one bedroom in the suite.
Sylvia answered with a soft grunt, sounding slightly embarrassed. She never had a habit of sleeping in and was never expecting herself to wake up so late. Odell got up and approached her. Then he ruffled her tousled hair. “Take a shower. We’re going to eat later.” She asked, "Have you eaten yet?" He answered with composure, "I had breakfast. I haven't had lunch yet." “Okay.” At least he had breakfast. She quickly went to the bathroom to shower and changed into a set of clean clothes before joining Odell. They went to the restaurant connected to the hotel. They entered and chose a seat next to the window. They had a view of the mountains from the window seat. It was a wonderful scenery to dine over. Sylvia thought about her appointment with Zach later that afternoon and asked nonchalantly, "Do you have any plans this afternoon?" "Well, I’m attending this event." Odell shot her a look. "Would you like to go with me?" Sylvia turned down the offer. "