Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102 Sylvia could not stand her hypocrisy. She ignored Lily and wanted to leave, but it was
then that the car window wound down behind her.

The man’s handsome face emerged.

“Sylvia, you forgot your bag.” He extended his arm, holding her bag out of the window for her.

Sylvia took her bag and said, “Why don’t you go back first? I don’t know how long the meeting will
take.”

Odell smiled. “I have a meeting with a partner around the area. Call me when you’re done. I’ll pick you
up.”

“Alright.” Sylvia then turned around with her bag and went inside.

Odell wound up the window and drove off in front of Lily.

Lily’s glamorous figure was stunned on the spot. Even the glasses on her face failed to conceal her
disbelief.

The man drove Sylvia here himself and wanted to pick her up after the meeting? Was that not the
driver’s job?

Her secretary went up to her and said in a small voice,“ Ms. Springsteen, it’s almost time. Let’s go in.”

Lily glared at her. “I don’t need you to remind me.”

The secretary kept her mouth shut immediately. With a grunt, Lily then elegantly walked into the
building.



The art competition was in three days, and even if Sylvia could paint something in time, Lily strongly
believed that she could not produce a satisfactory piece of work. She looked forward to seeing Sylvia
embarrass herself with her poor painting. She would see if Sylvia could continue smiling then!

The black sports car dashed on the road for ten minutes before it stopped in front of a cafe.

Indeed, he had a meeting with someone to talk about work-related stuff, but it had originally been
somewhere

else. He was the one who changed the location to the nearby cafe at the last minute.

He came out after parking the car.

Ding!

His phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID before answering it.

“What is it?”

Cliff said, “Sir, I just got news from Glenchester. Master Stockton is really marrying Shannon. Their
wedding venue has been decorated for tomorrow.”

Odell furrowed his brows. “How’s Sherry doing?” “Ms. Fowler is still being kept at the Stocktons !. I
heard that she’s behaving like usual as if the wedding doesn’t affect her at all.”

“Mm-hmm. Continue to keep an eye out.”

“Sir, should we help her?” “We can’t do anything.” A quick pause later, he added,” Unless she’s in
danger, don’t do anything just yet.”



Sherry’s relationship with John was complicated, and it was not something an outsider like him could
interfere with. Not even Sylvia could do anything.

While Sylvia was preparing for the art competition, it would be best to not let her know about this so
that she could concentrate.

A day later, all kinds of guests thronged the entrance of Glenchester Grand Hotel early in the morning.
Not only the locals, but even merchants and businessmen from other cities came all the way here to
attend the wedding


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