All Chapters of Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Chapter 1351 - Chapter 1360

‘Master Carter transferred me somewhere else because of his stupid wife?! What does that woman know other than blackmailing him by leaving the house? And he compromised?!’ Shermaine was furious. Her anger was apparent through the bent fork in her hand. She believed the man was compromising for the sake of his kids, therefore she could no longer sit back and do nothing. If the stupid woman threatened him using the kids again and forced him to fire her, she would not even be able to see him anymore! …Meanwhile, at a medieval-themed commercial street back at Glenchester, John was shuttling through the crown with Caprice. Aunt Wanda and two other bodyguards were following them. The sky was dark, but Caprice still wanted to stroll around. Her big googly eyes moved rapidly and sized up everything in her surroundings with utmost interest. One of her hands clung to her father’s neck while she held the pink-colored bread in her other. She got the bread from the moment she arrived

He still sounded grumpy, but it was obvious that he wanted her to return. “I don’t want to see Shermaine again. Fire her and I’ll come back,” she said. “I’ve transferred here somewhere else. You won’t see her again.” “I don’t want you to transfer her. I want her out of Carter Corporation,” Sylvia said with clenched teeth. She added, “I know she saved Grandmother before, and if you think you owe it to her, give her some money, or refer her to work somewhere else.” The call went silent all of a sudden. Thoughts were running through the man’s mind as he remained quiet for a while. Sylvia’s expression turned cold. “Odell, if you have nothing else to say, that’s it.” He remained silent, so she hung up the phone. Back at the Carters' residence in Westchester, the man’s towering figure stood outside the front yard. He stared at the phone after the call ended, and his brows furrowed. Helplessness and annoyance were smeared all over his face. He had transferred Shermaine somew

The three of them left the study room and headed back to their game room. Flint sat down in front of Liam and grabbed his brother’s phone to send a voice message to the chat group with their mother. “Mommy, what are you doing?” Isabel sat down beside them and went on the chat group using her phone. In less than a minute, Sylvia’s reply came in. “Mommy is still outside with two other teachers.” Maybe because Flint’s sulky tone caught her attention, she asked, “What happened? Did Daddy scold you guys again?” Flint pouted. “Daddy didn’t scold us. He’s sick.” Both Liam and Isabel stared at the screen silently. Sylvia replied, “Is he sick?” Flint piped up, “Daddy caught a cold. It has been a whole day.” “Oh, haha, a cold is nothing serious, but it might take a while to go away. Usually, it takes a week to fully recover. You guys don’t have to worry about him,” Sylvia replied.Flint answered, “Okay. He actually wants you to come back, but you sound like you don’t want to f

At the same time in a hospital in a distant city, Sylvia was sitting on the bench with a saline infusion. The transparent tube with the needle was poked into the back of her hand. Her brows furrowed as she leaned back feebly. Maybe because they failed to acclimatize to the local environment, Ms. Kang, Ms. Johnson, and herself caught a fever when they arrived yesterday. Other than the fever, there were symptoms of a cold as well. Her head was heavy while her body felt weak and everything felt terrible. She could not even speak properly with her coarse voice. She could not even think straight when she received a text from Flint. In order to not expose her condition to her kids, she texted back and told them she could not talk at the moment. To her surprise, after she put the phone down, she received a call from Aunt Tonya’s number. She did not want Aunt Tonya to worry, so she texted back and informed the same. Then, she received a text in the rudest tone. “Your man is dying.

Only until the two directors perfected the proposal were they released from the torment of their boss. The spacious office returned to dead silence once more while the sun shone through the window warmly. His frustrated expression basked in the warm sunlight. He pulled his phone out and tried to call Sylvia, but he could not get through. He tried texting as well, but the message failed to send. Bam! He slammed the phone on the table and then called Cliff using the desk phone. “Inform all the division directors to gather at the main meeting room in ten minutes! Tell them to prepare reports for this week’s progress. I want to know how things are progressing.” Judging from the tone, Cliff could tell his boss was having a sour mood again and was trying to vent his emotions on the directors. He answered in a small voice, “Yes, sir. I'll inform them right away.” After the call, Cliff messaged all the division directors. One of the directors who was closer to Cliff privately mes