All Chapters of Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Chapter 1271 - Chapter 1280

Sherry carefully balanced Caprice in one arm and dug her phone out with her free hand. It was a message from Sylvia that read: “Sherry, Grandma is missing and nobody knows where she is. I don’t think I’ll be able to pick you up tomorrow morning. Could you go back with Aunt Wanda and Ben? Call me if you have anything.” Sherry frowned upon reading this and sent a reply: “Hey Syl, don't worry about me. Grandma is more important. I’ll take care of myself.” There was no reply from Sylvia after that. She must be wholly occupied with trying to find Madam Carter. Sherry set her phone aside with a worried look on her face. Madam Carter was in her twilight years and on top of her frail legs, she was also suffering from dementia. She prayed that nothing bad would befall upon the old lady. She sat on the bed and looked at the night sky outside. She could not fall asleep. Caprice would wake up every two or three hours and ask to be fed so Sherry barely got any rest all night. S

John approached Aunt Wanda and stopped right in front of her. He looked at the baby that was sleeping soundly in her arms, and a soft look surfaced in his eyes. He turned to Aunt Wanda and smiled politely. “I suppose you’re Wanda?” Aunt Wanda was startled by this. "How did you know?" "I'm John, the father of this child." Aunt Wanda was flabbergasted by this revelation. She turned to Ben as if to seek confirmation. Ben nodded at her from a distance as he could not get close to her. Aunt Wanda frowned. "You… What are you doing here? This child belongs to Miss Sherry. She gave birth to her and you don’t have any right to take her away.” John chuckled mockingly. “As if she’d ever exist if not for me.” Aunt Wanda grimaced and continued clutching onto the baby tightly. John motioned. "Aunt Wanda, please hand her over.” Aunt Wanda refused to budge. Several bodyguards began to approach her. Aunt Wanda was shivering with fright by this point as she shouted

She was not going back to that life where the only reason for her existence was to become a tool for John to vent his emotions! She no longer wanted to have anything to do with this man! She clenched her hands tightly and dug her nails into her flesh. After a while, she took a deep breath and wiped away her tears. She readied herself and made a run for it. She was still wearing the gown provided by the confinement center. The moment she bolted out from behind the pillar, she heard someone crying out from inside the confinement center in a voice colored with shock, "That looks like Miss Sherry!” Everyone turned to look. John immediately shoved Caprice who was still crying into the arms of Aunt Wanda. Then, he threw the glass door open and chased after Sherry. His figure zoomed in the direction Sherry ran toward like a flash of lightning. He was rapidly shortening the distance between the two of them. He was only several meters away from catching up to her. It

After a brief silence, Odell asked, “Is the money too little for you?” Shermaine hastily explained, "No, I’ve never seen this much money in my entire life! It’s just that I simply don’t need the money.” Odell frowned. Cliff was still hovering the check over her eyes. Shermaine sighed and said, "If you want to show appreciation, why don't you set me up with a job? I… I'm not satisfied with my current job, but I don’t have the connections to find a better job.” Cliff turned to Odell. “Master Carter?” “Make the proper arrangements," Odell ordered and left without another word. Cliff smiled and turned to Shermaine. “You’re an artist, aren’t you? The madam is part of the Westchester Art Academy and is a renowned painter. She has plenty of connections and I’m sure she can find a suitable position for you." Shermaine smiled. “Drawing is just a passion for me. My profession is in administration. I…I’d like to find a new administrative position with growth potential. I w

Several days later. Glanchester, Stockton’s villa. After returning from Westchester, John had been cooped up at home with his daughter and never once left the house. The child alternated between eating and sleeping. Every few hours she would wake up and cry for milk, even if it was in the middle of the night. Even though he had employed Aunt Wanda, he took special care to hire additional certified matron nurses to take turns caring for Caprice. Most of the time, he would keep Caprice by his side so long as he was not busy. This afternoon, he had to deal with an important situation at work. He stayed inside the study for two hours. As soon as he emerged from the study, he was greeted by the sound of Caprice crying again. He knew that this meant she was hungry. He quickened his footsteps and arrived at the living room in no time. The baby was lying in a cot in the living room, surrounded by Madam Stockton, Aunt Wanda, Queenie, and Julie. Aunt Wanda held a bo