Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 967

Chapter 967

Odell looked at her with a stern gaze. “You‘re not allowed to carve anymore. Wait until your hand is bett
er.”

Sylvia pursed her lips.

Odell frowned again as his expression turned cold. It was clear
that his words were not up for discussion, so she had no choice but to put down the carving knife and s
tood up.

He held one of her hands and led her outside.

When she passed the painting area, she could not help but

glance at the two paintings again.

Odell noticed her gaze and looked over.

“Odell, did I really paint those two paintings?”

He looked at her and pursed his lips. “Yeah.”

“I‘m really amazing.”

He held back a smile and said, “If you feel
your hands itch, you can paint for the next few days and continue carving when your hands are better.”

Sylvia hesitated. “I‘d rather not.”



The reason why she could carve so smoothly was most likely because she
used to carve erasers for fun when she was in school. However, the two
paintings in front of her were in no way something that she could have painted
nine years ago. Both the skill and the artistic concept of the paintings had been

beyond her reach nine years ago. She had better not ruin her reputation.

Furthermore, for some reason, she did not dare to touch those brushes. A repulsion seemed to throb fr
om her heart.

Odell pursed his lips in silence.

Sylvia did not look at the two paintings again and took the initiative to drag him out.

Although she agreed to stay away from carving for the time being, she still could not help
but feel tempted.

Thus, the next morning, not long after Odell left for work, Sylvia arrived on the third floor.

The door was transparent. She looked excitedly at the table with the carving tools inside and raised her
hand to press the door handle, but it did not budge.

Frowning, she pressed it a few more times before confirming that it was locked. It was clearly unlocked
when she came in yesterday.

She
turned to the living room, found Sebastian, and asked him,” Sebastian, do you know where the key to t
he door on the third floor is?”

Sebastian smiled and replied, “There‘s only one key
for the third floor, and Master Carter usually keeps it with him.”



‘So, the key is with Odell? He locked the door on purpose? He‘s such a meanie!

Sylvia frowned in displeasure and then asked, “Can you call a locksmith?”

Sebastian looked troubled. “I‘m afraid I can‘t do that. If Master Carter didn‘t open the door, then it can‘t
be opened.”

“Alright.”

At this time, Isabel and Liam were in class, so Sylvia could only play with Flint.

Fortunately, the little guy was quite interesting. Not only did he not cry or make a fuss, but he was also q

Time with him went by quite fast, and it was the afternoon in a flash. Flint napped for a few hours every a

However, the door of
the third floor was still locked. Sylvia was really bored, so she went out. Jacob drove her around.

“Where would you like to go?” he asked.

Sylvia thought about it and said, “Let‘s go for a walk around the Art Academy.”

“Sure.”

Jacob steadily drove the car.

Sylvia put one hand on her cheek and looked outside.

Aunt Tonya said that she had spent some time over at the Art Academy and that
the area was a famous art paradise in Westchester, so she decided to go on a stroll there.


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