MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 3 Episode 23

His smile was incredibly infuriating. Sylvia frowned and raised her hand to slap his head.

Whack! Edmund‘s head snapped to the side, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground. The entire room was instantly silent as Blondie and the others were dumbstruck. ‘How dare she hit Mr. Price? She must be tired of living!‘

They looked at Sylvia again.

However, she merely laid back down with her head resting on her hands and closed her eyes to sleep.

Blondie and the others looked at Edmund in confusion. If he was upset, they would immediately throw Sylvia out!

However, Edmund, who was the type to order a person‘s hands and legs to be cut off when he was displeased, was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he smiled at Sylvia. He touched the spot where Sylvia hit him and grinned wickedly. “Interesting.” Then, he lowered his head toward Sylvia again. Sylvia, who was sleeping, also sensed that something was wrong and quickly opened her eyes. Almost subconsciously, she reached out and hit him in the face

Smack! The slap landed soundly on Edmund‘s face The room was engulfed in silence again. Edmund tilted his face and touched his beaten cheek with one hand while staring at Sylvia with wide eyes. Blondie and the others were completely confused. Although Sylvia was drunk, she still had a basic sense of precaution. She sat up and moved back. With a flushed face, her eyes watched Edmund warily as she asked, “Who are you? Stay away from me!” Edmund looked at her pretty scarlet face and smiled maliciously. “You‘re really interesting.” ‘What‘s interesting?‘ Sylvia did not understand at all. Her mind was unable to think straight now. She got off the couch and swayed to the exit. Blondie and the others immediately blocked her way. Edmund also got up and walked behind her. He lowered his head beside her ear and said in a raspy voice, “I‘m your future man.”

Sylvia was shocked and moved to the side. However, he grabbed her waist with one hand. Almost subconsciously, she raised her knee directly into his groin. “Hiss…” Edmund drew a cold breath and stepped back Sylvia‘s drunken, red eyes glared at him fiercely. “Touch me again and I‘ll cripple you!” No man could stand this kind of humiliation. Edmund immediately shouted to Blondie and the others, “Tie her up! I‘ll teach her a lesson today!” Blondie and the others immediately surrounded Sylvia.

She raised her hands and fought them.

However, she was too drunk, and her motor coordination suffered. After a few blows, someone tripped her.

Blondie and the others immediately pulled off their ties and anything else they found that could be used to tie her up.

Sylvia lay on the ground, trussed up like a turkey, and could not get up, so she flailed her arms at them, scratching them occasionally. “Ow! Sh*t! Hold her hands down!” “She‘s gonna rip my face off!”

“Hiss… Ow!”

The process was tortuous, but Sylvia was eventually tied with her hands behind her back. With her hands and feet bound, she could only squirm on the ground like a worm.

Blondie and the others gasped for breath.

A man with his hair dyed green and his face full of bloody scratches said, “This woman is too difficult to handle. Mr. Price, why don‘t we just throw her out on the streets and let her freeze to death?