Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

“Sylvia, why did you resign?” That was i he first thing Tristan asked when the call gol thiough, and anxiely permealed the

Line

Sylvia calmly replied, “I don’t want to work there anymore” “I don’t believe you. Is it because Sonia is giving you more Trouble?”

“No”

“Then, why did you leave?” Sylvia knew that if she did not tell Tristan the truth today, the man would continue to haunt lier like a ghost A quick thought later, she said, “Well, I don’t want to work in your studio anymore” “You don’t want to work in my studio? Did you resign because of me?” Tristan was in disbelicf.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Sylvia was stunned She was as straightforward as she could be, but he still did not understand. On the other end of the call, Tristan clutched his phone tightly, his brows furtowed as he said, “Sylvia, tell me. Did you leave because you want to reject ine or did Sonia make you do it?” Sylvia tightened her lips Some words were too hurtful when made verbal, and she knew how it fel to be tumed downı buy someone she liked However, she must be frank with Tristan “Tristan, thank you for liking ine, but I really don’t like you” “I don’t believe you. It must be Sonia, or your family giving you pressure.” He unconsciously raised his voice.

Sylvia calmly answered him, “No. When I was chased out of the Rosses three years ago, I cut ties with them. Sonia and her fantly can no longer do anything to me.” Tristan went qulet. The silence went on for a while until Sylvia said, “If that’s all, I’ll be hanging up.”

Tristan still did not say anything until she eventually hung up.

The next moming, Sylvia received a reply from the other wood-carving studios All of them expressed interest in her work. They also sent her their offer together with the benefits. Every single one of them provided almost the same salary package, but only one promised flexible hours. .

Sylvia chose it without a second thought

She went over to the new studio to start working. The environment in the studio was not as

good as Tristan’s, but it was decent as well.

Alter going around the studio for a bit and mingling with her new colleagues, Sylvia drove back to her place

On the way back, she stopped by the supermarket to buy some ingredients. She knew Isabel loved spaghetu bolognese, and Aunt Tonya was great at making meatballs, but a good tomato paste was the foundation to malte it delicious.

She reached home and started working with Aunt Tonya to prepare dinner Aunt Tonya made the meatballs while she prepared the tomato paste as they waited for the kids to come over

In the evening at the Carter Corporation, Odell was about to leave after finishing his work for the day

His phone then rang It was Tara Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

He picked it up, and Tara’s soft voice came from the other end “Odell, have you finished work?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“I booked a place at The Greens. Let’s go have dinner there together.” Odell wanted to say yes, but he suddenly thought of something. He tightened his lips in silence.

The Greens was a well-known restaurant that promised the finest Western cuisine, and it was difficult to get a reservation. However, to him, it was nothing special, or in other words, he was already tired of it He started to recall the barbecue and the pastries that Sylvia had made at her place last night