Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1250

Chapter 1250 John maintained a pleasant smile. “I came to
pay you and Master Carter a visit. I figured I‘ll pick up Sherry as well since I‘m already here.”

Sylvia frowned and expressed with
a voice filled with confusion, “Pick up Sherry? Haven‘t you kept her locked up in your house this entire t
ime?”

John feigned surprise. “She escaped last night, haven‘t you heard?”

Sylvia hissed sharply. “You took away her phone. How am I supposed to know?!”

John smiled. “How could you know that I took away her phone if you haven‘t met her at all?”

Sylvia did a double take then explained,
“I talk to her now and then but recently it‘s nothing but radio silence so I figured that it must be you who
took her phone away. How is she supposed to escape on her own?!”

“That‘s right, I took her phone away. Still, she managed to sneak away during a dinner party hosted at
my house without me noticing until after the fact,” John stated with a skeptical look at Sherry.

Sylvia promptly asked, “Where did she run off to?”

John smiled. “That‘s what I came to ask you and Master

Carter.”

Sylvia responded hostile, “You‘re accusing me and Odell of taking her away?”

“That‘s not what I meant. See, she ran into some trouble while she was making her escape and the poli
ce found that she was taken away by another party. They went through some footage from the camera



s installed by the roadside and found that she was abducted in a car which
car plate suggested that it was manufactured in Westchester.” Upon arriving at this mention, John peer
ed intently at Sylvia. “Which is why I
came to ask you and Master Carter if you two happen to know anything about her whereabouts?”

“We don‘t know!” Sylvia shouted irritably.

John backed away, then asked coyly, “I was only asking. Have I said something to make you upset, Mr
s. Carter?”

Sylvia felt a lump caught in her throat.

She suddenly understood why Sherry
never had anything good to say about John. He had woven intricate traps in every word he said. She re
gained her composure and confronted John.“ Master Stockton, quit these games of yours. I don‘t
know where Sherry is. Also, we don‘t welcome you here. Please leave immediately!”

John smiled snakily. “Mrs. Carter, I‘m beginning to feel

like there‘s a bit of a misunderstanding. Do you mind if I have a word with Master Carter?”

Sylvia crossed her arms across her chest, “He‘s taking care of the kids and doesn‘t have time for you.”

“Heh… Master Carter sure is a dutiful father.”

Sylvia ignored this statement.

John stole a peek into the living room behind Sylvia and asked, “It‘s been a long time since I saw him a
nd the kids. How much have they grown up since I last saw them?”



Sylvia continued to
ignore him and looked somewhere else to avoid his gaze, clearly expressing her disdain for him.

John did not seem offended by this gesture in the slightest . It seemed like he was completely oblivious
to these social cues and gestures. He pressed onward. “Are Liam and Isabel in primary school by now
? How about Flint? Is he a year old yet?” Sylvia did not expect such patience from
the wealthiest man of Glanchester , for him to spend time in idle talks, discussing her children. She ask
ed without a shred of friendliness, “What are you asking all these pointless questions for?” John
smiled. “I‘d like to go inside.”

Sylvia did not utter a word.

She grimaced before fixing a stoic expression on her face and responded crossly without any fear of off
ending her guest, “Master Stockton, why don‘t you head back to where you came from? If you don‘t lea
ve , I‘ll have you kicked out of here!”

Now that she had put it so bluntly, she doubted that John would have any patience left in him to
stomach such ill treatment to a guest.

As expected, his expression transformed instantaneously.

His smile was completely wiped off as he
darted one last look at the living room. After that, he reluctantly took his leave.

Sylvia heaved a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a cold gust of wind swept into the house. John suddenly began to stumble like he was intoxic

Thump.



It all happened in an instant. He tumbled forward and fell, then he stayed on the ground motionlessly like

Sylvia was dumbfounded by this.

Meanwhile, Odell, who had been staying silent all this time and observing from the living room, looked o

Liam, who was next to him, did not speak either.

Flint pointed and mumbled, “Fall… FallII…”

Everyone else looked on quietly.


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