MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 11 Episode 42

“Play with Flint over there. I’ll be right with you,” he let go of her as he said this.

Sylvia pulled herself to her feet.

Meanwhile, Flint was sitting on top of the table and facing them, staring at them curiously with those large eyes of his. He just saw them kiss!

Sylvia‘s cheeks burned with embarrassment, and she immediately took Flint into her arms.

Odell had a Satisfied grin on and watched as Sylvia sat on the couch with Flint in her arms. Only then was he finally willing to go back to his work.

There were countless undecipherable words typed out on the computer. It was Flint’s handiwork. He patiently erased everything before going back to his original documents. The window of the study was open, allowing a cool breeze of air to pour in from the outside.

The day may be tranquil but the study was not. It was filled with the constant thumping, tapping, and various noises produced by Flint rummaging around.

Sylvia had done all she could to minimize the

trouble the boy caused. Flint even managed to kick an expensive teapot that belonged to Odell off

the table while Sylvia was not looking Sylvia was distraught

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by this and quickly pulled Flint into her arms so he would not be cut by shards of ceramic. She nervously turned to Odell.

Odell‘’s eyes were fixed on the computer screen. He was very serious and was intently at work. How was he not bothered by all these noises? She was relieved and turned back to Flint.’

The boy was completely oblivious to the trouble he had caused and was grinning ear to ear. Sylvia was at a loss. She would hav e punished him if not for him being only nine months old and none the wiser.

It was an expensive teapot. If memory served her correctly, Odell had been using this particular teapot since the day she married into the family the first time.

He must have really liked it to not have changed it after all these years. She wondered how he would react when he saw that the

damage could not be salvaged.

She sighed and stood up with Flint in her arms. She had to look for something to clean up the fragments. Before she even lifted her feet off the ground, Odell addressed her from across the room, “Don’t touch it. I’ll Sylvia was taken aback by this and turned back to him.

He was already on the phone. The call was answered very quickly and he immediately gave the orders, “Sebastian, send someone into my study to clean something up.”

After that, he hung up and approached Sylvia.

Sylvia seemed aggrieved and immediately apologized without needing to be prompted to,

“Odell, it was my fault for breaking the teapot. | should’ve kept an eye on Flint.”

Odell patted her head. “It’s just a teapot, no big deal.”

Sylvia observed his forgiving expression and did not know how to react.

It was hard to believe the stark transformation he had taken six years ago.

She wondered what happened in these six years to prompt such a dramatic turn in his personality. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Odell glanced at the door and said, “Come in.”

A housemaid entered with a broom and dustpan.

Odell took Sylvia‘s hand. “Come here, watch your steps.”

Sylvia followed him to his desk.

He moved another chair and put it next to his desk. “Give me just a moment.”

He sat back behind the desk and wore the same solemn, studious expression he had whenever he was working. Sylvia sat down with Flint in her arms.

Flint had not learned his lesson and tried to clamber onto the table again. Sylvia yanked him back into her lap. Flint still did not get the message and continued his struggle to wriggle himself free while mumbling,“ Mommy, Mommy.” It seemed like he was trying to persuade her to let him climb on top of the table.

Sylvia refused to yield and continued holding onto him tightly.

Eventually, he fell asleep in her arms.

At last, silence.

The only sound emitted within the room was the clicking of Odell’s fingers against the keyboard.