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Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

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Chapter 784 A day later.

Sylvia stayed at the old Carter residence with Isabel and Liam as usual.

The sun was shining nicely today and it warmed up the room, making everyone feel a little lazy.

Isabel was watching a show on her tablet as she lay her head on Sylvia’s lap.

Liam sat beside her with his back to the sunlight that was shining through the window, as he quietly

read a book.

Sylvia yawned and was about to doze off as she leaned against the wall when her phone suddenly

rang.

It was a message from Christopher.

She had reconnected with the Art Association a while ago after her return, and Christopher had sent

her a message two days ago, asking her to attend an art activity held by Master Springsteen.

Not only had the famous artists from Westchester been invited to this event, but many collectors had

also been invited. With the Springsteen family’s reputation, many people from high society would

definitely attend the event.

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Sylvia had not wanted to show her face, so she had refused the invitation.

This time, Christopher sent her another message inviting her to the event.

His words were sincere. “Sylvia, Master Springsteen’s assistant contacted me again, saying that

Master Springsteen really wants you to go, so he instructed me to ask you again. We haven’t seen

each other in a long time too, and Simon and the others miss you as well. Why don’t you join us? Think

of it as a get-together with us.”

Sylvia frowned.

She did not want to go not only because she did not want to make an appearance, but also because

she had not produced any new works in the past year.

It was not that she had not wanted to paint, but since the time she had gone to Galston, she had not

finished a painting It was because she had not had any inspiration for half a year. She even wondered

if she had already run out of ideas.

If a painter’s creativity dried up, how could she have the courage to participate in such activities?

After a moment of silence, she replied, “Sorry, President Dendro. I really don’t want to go.”

Christopher replied, “Has something happened to you, Sylvia?”

Sylvia replied, “I’m pregnant, so it’s not convenient for me to participate in such activities.” Christopher

typed, “That’s fine. You can just sit down and chat with us.”

Sylvia pursed her lips and held her fingers over the screen without replying Probably guessing that she

was still thinking of an excuse not to go, Christopher sent another message. “Sylvia, I don’t want to

force you either, but Master Springsteen already had someone call me three times. He has always

sponsored the Art Association. With his identity, I can’t afford not to listen to him.” ‘He called three

times? Is Master Springsteen that eager to see me?’

Sylvia frowned and asked, “What exactly is this activity?”

He replied, “It’s just a get-together to appreciate a few paintings. There should be nothing more.”

She asked, “Will there be a live painting session?” Christopher replied, “I’ve seen the itinerary, but

there’s no such program, so there shouldn’t be.”

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Sylvia let out a breath and said, “Okay, I’ll go with you

then.”

Christopher immediately replied, “Send me your address. I’ll go and pick you up.”

Sylvia responded, “There’s no need. I’ll go to you.” After chatting a little more, Sylvia put down her

phone. At that moment, Isabel and Liam both raised their faces to look at her.

The moment she met their cute and confused expressions, Sylvia’s face changed as she asked with a

smile, “What’s wrong? Why are you guys looking at me like that?”

“Mommy, you kept frowning just now. Did something bad happen?” Isabel fell into her arms and hugged

her. Sylvia replied, “I was talking to a friend about something. It wasn’t anything bad.” “What were you

talking about?” Isabel questioned.

Sylvia told them the truth. “He invited me to an event the day after tomorrow.”

“What kind of event?”

“It’s just a gathering.”

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