MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 7 Episode 29

Thomas smiled as he insisted, “Then let me drive you there.” He had made the offer in such a tender, understanding way that Sylvia found that she could not refuse him.

In the end, she said, “Okay.”

The next morning when Sylvia told the kids that she was going to take them to see their father, Isabel jumped out of the bed and ran to brush her teeth and wash her face without any urging from Sylvia.

After breakfast, Sylvia took them to Thomas’ car. The car drove out of the district and headed towards the city.

News of Carter Corporation’s recent troubles had been spreading like wildfire across Westchester. At this point, almost everyone had already known about it.

Meanwhile, at Lush Heaven.

Tara was holding a stack of documents as she frantically paced around the entrance. She had never imagined that something like this would happen to Carter Corporation. Neither had she ever expected that Odell would choose to wallow in his grief and wash it down with alcohol, while completely neglecting his responsibilities.

It was clear that he could not come up with any solution to address the crisis at hand.

It was only a matter of time until Carter Corporation toppled over and bankruptcy seemed to be looming on the horizon. When that happened, Odell would have to liquidate all the assets under his name to repay the debt.

She knew that the property in Lake Victoria Villa that he had given to her was still technically registered under his name. She had to get him to transfer the full ownership of the property to her before the Carters officially went down under. If not, the property would be liquidated in the process and she would be left with nothing.

Although she was genuinely fond of Odell, she did not see herself sticking it out with him through to the end with all that was happening. Carter Corporation was about to collapse and very soon, he would be left with nothing. Besides, he had been neglecting her recently anyway.

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She made up her mind and went inside.

Shortly after, she found her way to the largest private room on the top floor.

There were two large and muscular men standing guard outside the door, who she quickly recognized as Odell’s bodyguards. She greeted them with a polite smile, “I want to see Odell, is he in there?”

Ben peered at her and answered stoically, “Master Carter is not receiving any visitors.” Tara silently cursed. This lapdog still dared to give her such an attitude when his owner was in such a state.

However, she kept the smile on her face and informed him, “I’m Tara Avery, Odell’s ex girlfriend. I’m sure you know who | am. I just need to have a few words with him, then I’ll be gone before you know it. | won’t disturb him.”

She continued to clench the stack of documents in her hand as she said this.

Ben noticed the documents and assumed that it had to do with some important and official business. He exchanged a look with Jacob, who promptly pushed the door open and entered to speak with Odell. Soon, he emerged and informed Tara, “Miss, the young master says that you may enter.” Tara immediately pushed the door and stepped inside. The moment she stepped in, she felt the suffocating atmosphere in the room that was filled with the smell of alcohol.

She recognized Odell’s tall figure sprawled out on the sofa. He was unkempt and hardly reminiscent of his usual fastidiousness when it came to his looks. His collar was unbuttoned and even though the elegance of his posture remained, it was clear that he was not in a good state.

Upon noticing Tara enter, he lifted his eyelids and regarded her with his obsidian eyes. Tara called his name softly, “Odell.” “What did you come to see me about?” he asked. His voice was dull and heavy. Even in his haggard, rock-bottom state, Tara still felt an inexplicable sense of pressure when confronting him.

She clenched the documents in her hand and was suddenly filled with panic. She did not know how to broach the topic. Odell glanced at the documents in her hand. His sharp eyes instantly recognized the text on the front cover that read: Deed of Assignment. Was she here to offer some help in these troubling times by giving her property to him so he could weather the storm that was to come? Something gleamed in his eyes. He cleared his throat and stated, “I’m doing fine, don’t worry about me. Just go back if you have nothing else to tell me.” He had not stooped so low as to need to take her property from her.