Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 319

Chapter 319

Sylvia was frozen to the spot. She then said, “There’s no one here. We can just talk about it here.”

Odell sensed the caution on her look.

He frowned and asked, “Edmund said you slept on the streets before. What does that mean?”

Sylvia had not expected this question to come from Odell. Shifting her gaze, she said, “It’s nothing. It’s
in the past now, I’ve already forgotten about it.”

She did not want to relive the bitter memories.

“Why did you end up on the streets?” he asked.

She refused to answer.

Odell approached her and cupped her cheeks again to forcibly look intently into her eyes and said,
“Answer me.”

The tone of his voice did not allow for her to refuse.

Feeling upset, Sylvia said, “Because I didn’t have money.” “How was that possible?”

Sylvia laughed bitterly. “Have you forgotten? You took everything from me when you divorced me back
then.”

Odell frowned. Back then, Sylvia had pushed Tara down the stairs which had resulted in her permanent
infertility. So, out of anger, Odell had told the lawyer to prepare the divorce papers that would take
everything from her.



However, in the two years that they were divorced, he had eventually given her a monthly alimony and
he had heard that she had inherited quite a sum from her biological mother.

How could she have been penniless?

Sylvia noticed him staring blankly at her. Losing her patience, she said, “Odell, if there’s nothing else,
I’ll be going now.”

Odell blinked and regained his composure.

Letting her go, she said, “Bring your things over tomorrow. If Aunt Tonya is okay with it, you can ask her
to move in with us as well.”

Sylvia did not answer.

Odell tapped on her head and said, “Did you hear me?”

“Yeah,” she answered reluctantly.

After she left, Odell was left alone in the corridor.

He then pulled his phone out and called Cliff.

“I want to know where Sylvia has been in the past few years after she left Westchester and why she
didn’t have any money to survive.”

It was already spring but the night remained cold. Sylvia zipped up her padded jacket as soon as she
came outside and walked towards her house.

Her mind, however, was still replaying the questions that Odell had asked her earlier.



He must have overheard her conversation with Edmund outside the VIP room and Edmund must have
heard it from Sherry.

Sylvia had told Sherry about what had happened before but she had not revealed what had caused her
to be in such a terrible state.

Back then, after she had been slapped sixty times, she had gone to her own family, the Rosses, but
had been chased out as well. The money her mother had left for her had been completely taken away
by her father and his wife Dona. She had not even gotten a single penny from her family.

The monthly alimony that Odell had given her was not that little but had not exactly been sufficient
either.

Before the divorce and while she had still been living at the Carter Mansion, in order to prevent Odell’s
stepmother from planting a spy around him or bribe a bodyguard or a maid, she had taken a large
portion of money from her monthly expenses to be distributed to the people that worked around Odell.

Her bank account had already been heavily burdened when Tara had come up with her fake
miscarriage and she had been imprisoned by Odell.

During her imprisonment, Odell had not given her any money and she had not wanted him to know that
she was pregnant with twins because she knew that he would have definitely taken them away from
her. Therefore, she had used whatever had been left in her bank account to pay the nurses and doctors
to keep herself safe.

Therefore, when she had taken Isabel and Aunt Tonya away from the house, she had barely had any
money on her.



Aunt Tonya had been worried that Sylvia would be permanently disfigured, so she had spent her life
savings to heal her face.

On top of all that, Isabel had still been a baby and everything cost money.

Tara had even made her a target and foiled every job interview that she had in Westchester.

Since she basically had no money left, Sylvia had spent many nights in a 24 hours fast food restaurant
with Isabel and Aunt Tonya, and they had even slept on the streets over the course of two days before.

It was not until she had met Simon and Thomas that her life had started to get back on track.


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