All Chapters of Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Liam said, “Mommy, let’s just continue chatting. Ignore him.” Isabel nodded along. “Yeah, he’s invisible.” Sylvia could not help but curled her lips into a smile although Odell fired a cold glance at them. Sylvia turned a blind eye at him and said to the two of them, “Liam, Isabel, you guys can continue. What happened after you know the new transfer student?” Isabel pouted with puffy cheeks and said, “I told him to call me boss. Liam and I will take care of him from now on.” Sylvia was rendered speechless. There was a twitch at the edge of her mouth when she secretly glanced at Liam. Liam grinned. His googly eyes were filled with love for his sister. He had no objections to Isabel being their boss. Sylvia chuckled awkwardly. “Then, did he?” “Of course.” Isabel continued her heroic achievements back at school. The whole living room was filled with waves of laughter from the mother and children. The man on the couch was treated as an invisible person. He looked grim f

A while later, Sylvia was already on the bridge back to her house. Aunt Tonya was pushing the wheelchair, and there was a strong young man following behind the two of them, seemingly one of the bodyguards. Odell watched her quietly. The frustration in his eyes was carried away by the night breeze. When Sylvia finally returned home, he went back into his room. …Shortly after Sylvia returned to her place, she received a message from Christopher, the president of the Westchester Art Association. She was invited to attend an art exhibition tomorrow afternoon, hosted and curated by the art association. The exhibition was mainly a display to show off the excellent work selected from the competition. Exhibitions were held for commercial purposes. If Sylvia attended, her name and reputation would garner more attention, and it would attract many potential buyers. Since Sylvia was already a part of the art association, she agreed without a second thought. The next afternoon, Sy

From other people’s perspectives, Tara left out of anger and embarrassment because of Sylvia’s comments. The exhibition hall went quiet for another few seconds. Christopher and company looked at Sylvia with both admiration and concern. Those who were invited to Westchester Art Association were all rather well-known artists, and they, too, shared the same thought as Sylvia. Tara’s work was nothing close to decent, but she was Odell’s woman, thus no one dared to voice their criticism of her work. However, Sylvia had blatantly called her work garbage in public. It was a suicidal act. Christopher signaled two of his men with a glance. “Go after her.” The two men went out to look for Tara. Christopher then said to Sylvia, “Sylvia, did something happen between you and Tara in the past?” Sylvia simply hummed a reply. The conflict between them started three years ago, and until now, the conflicts had only worsened. Christopher awkwardly touched his nose and said in a small

Sylvia’s expression changed and she thought of Tara right away. If she was correct, after she left the exhibition venue earlier, Tara must have called Odell and orchestrated this. No wonder Odell came home early today; it was to stop her. Sylvia smiled at him. “Yeah. The art association held an exhibition for the prize winners, and I went to look at paintings with the president. I also went to give some advice to other interested tourists.” Odell grunted at her curved eyes. “Is that so?” “Yeah.” “I heard almost all the prize winners' paintings were sold.” “They were.” Odell shot his blade-like gaze at her. “Then, why did Tara fail to sell any?” Sylvia looked up at him calmly and said, “I believe you will have to ask her why her paintings are so bad.” Odell tightened his narrow lips and continued his cold gaze at her. If his gaze was any sharper, it would have punctured two holes in Sylvia’s head. Sylvia awkwardly chuckled and waved the bag of snacks in her hand. “

“I’m reading.” A quick thought later, Odell continued with a question, “Have you eaten?” Sylvia said in a small voice, “Not yet.” “It’s already late. Why haven’t you eaten anything yet?” Tara was waiting for this. She protruded her lips and said, “I’m feeling unwell. I don’t have any appetite.” Odell’s voice grew heavy as he said, “I’ve already warned Sylvia to not pick on your again. Hurry and get something to eat. Don’t worry about it anymore.” Tara frowned. Just a warning? She eased her furrowed brows and said with a disheartened tone, “Okay, Odell. But I think Sylvia really hates me. She’s a famous artist now. Even the president of the Art Association tries to flatter her. I’m afraid that she might resort to some shady schemes secretly.” “She wouldn’t.” “But…” Odell stopped her. “If she picks on you again, I’ll make Sunflower Bloom disappear from the art world, forever.” Tara’s eyes shone. He still cared about her the most. However, her thoughts and her words