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Chapter 124
The scene from several hundred meters away immediately zoomed in front of his very eyes,
The lights in the living room were turned on. Sylvia could be seen sitting in front of a canvas placed in
front of the French windows.
She had paint all over her cheeks and on strands of her hair, but she remained completely unbothered.
She held a paintbrush in one hand and was hard at work sketching something on the canvas.
She did it with such intensity that it seemed like she would drill a hole into the canvas.
Odell wore a dark look.
Before the divorce, he had seen her paint several times.
Those were the occasions when he got off work earlier than usual. He would return to the sight of her in
plain clothes, with her hair tucked behind her ears and her face bare without makeup. She would sit on
the lawn in the yard and draw with a fixed look
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwice, he had wanted to draw closer to observe her paintings, but she was very eager to please him and
would immediately put her paintings away so that she could retreat to the bedroom where she cleaned
herself and put on makeup to make herself presentable. Only then did she reappear to greet him.
The first few times, she painted with a calm, noble temperament.
Except for one occasion. It was when she had just found out about Odell and Tara.
Odell remembered the state he had seen her in. She had a blank look on her face and was drawing
frantically. Her movements had seemed more like she was trying to jab the paintbrush through the
canvas, and that was exactly what she was doing now.
Could this mean that she was in a bad mood now?
Was it because he would not let her see the children? Or did something happen with Tristan?
Considering her bold and fearless personality, she would have stormed to his company sometime during
these two days and confronted him had she wanted to see the children. This meant that it must have
something to do with Tristan.
Odell scoffed.
Then, he took out his phone and called his assistant, Cliff. “Find out if something has happened to Sylvia
these past two days.”
Within ten minutes, Cliff called him again.
He proceeded to report his findings, “Master Carter, the word is that Miss Sylvia’s father and stepmother
came up to see her this morning. Some people claim that they saw them taking Aunt Tonya away before
Miss Sylvia got home.” Odell frowned.
Emmanuel and his wife came for her? They even took Aunt Tonya away? After a brief silence, he
enquired, “Why did they take Aunt Tonya away?” “I’m not very sure.” “Look into it.” “Alright.” Odell picked
up the binoculars again. Sylvia was still sitting in the same spot and drawing. She swung the paintbrush
wildly across the canvas as if she would never get tired.
Odell bit his lip quietly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter a while, Cliff called again. He answered the phone in one hand, still holding the binoculars with the
other. Cliff relayed his findings again, “Master Carter, according to my findings, it seems that her parents
went to her to propose a marriage arrangement. They took Aunt Tonya as leverage against her.”
An arranged marriage? A gleam of ice appeared in Odell’s eyes, and his voice lowered by several
pitches. “Who do they want Sylvia to marry?” Cliff revealed, “Michael Ledger.” Odell looked surprised.
“Michael Ledger? Are you sure it’s him?” Cliff whispered, “It is him.”
Odell frowned.
Michael Ledger, the younger brother of Bruce Ledger, was already fifty years old and was a seasoned
gangster in Westchester. Word was he had numerous bastards out there.
Yet, the Rosses wanted Sylvia to marry him? Was it because they were worried that Sylvia and Tristan’s
being together would sabotage Sonia’s marriage prospect? However, Sylvia was also part of the Ross
family. Odell became silent for a long time, then he grunted. This woman had schemed and plotted back
when she wanted to marry him, so why could she not pull off the same manipulation tactics on her
father?
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