m!


    The reply that Tara got was Tom mming the door close.


    She was left alone on the spot as the car drove away. Her fists clenched tightly and she said with a cold


    grin, “You... I bet it must suck for you.”


    A whileter, the distress on her face faded. She kept reying the scene where the influential figures of


    the art association had surrounded Sylvia and how the tourists had admired her.


    What fueled her anger was that the tourists ignored all her paintings just because of somements


    from Sylvia.


    Those who simply got a recognition award from thepetition even got a few of their works sold, and


    yet Tara, the bronze prize winner, did not even sell a single piece.


    It was the biggest insult she received since she stepped into the art world.


    She was deeply irritated.


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    A whileter, where her irritation faded a little, she called Odell.


    The moment the call got through, her eyes turned red. With a sobbing tone, she said in a grievance,


    “Odell, where are you? Can I go to you now?”


    On the other end of the call, Odell was working on some documents in his office. Hearing


    Tara‘s sobbing tone, he furrowed his brows. He asked, “What happened?”


    Tara sobbed. “The art association hosted an exhibition for the winners of thepetition, and everyone


    but me sold at least one piece of artwork. I feel really bad.”


    Odell pursed his lips.


    Her paintings were nothing decent, but she was still the bronze prize winner, and it should not have


    turned out as bad as it did with her not selling a single piece of artwork.


    He asked, “What happened?”


    “I don‘t know. There were some tourists who were interested in my work, but after Sylvia talked to them,


    they did not even look at my work anymore.”


    Odell was slightly surprised. “Sylvia was there?” “Yeah. She was invited by the president.” Tara continued


    sobbing, “I already apologized to her for trying to matchmake her with Tristan, but she did not ept it at


    all. Does she hate me now?”


    Odell went silent for a few seconds before he continued, “Go home first. I have something urgent to do


    and I‘ll go find you when I‘m done.”


    Tara immediately said, “Okay, I‘ll wait for you at home.” The call ended.


    Tara wiped her fake tears away and grinned coldly. There was an obvious scene of coldness in between


    Odell‘s words from the call, so he must be


    angry.


    ‘l‘ll just cry like a baby when heester, and he will definitely help me teach that bitch a lesson!”


    It was still early when Sylvia came home, so she helped Aunt Tonya prepare some snacks before she


    went over to the Carter residence around 7 o‘clock. She had arrived early for two days now, and Madam


    Carter even talked to the guard at the gates to grant her entrance. However, Sylvia arrived at a tightly


    shut gate today. She saw the guard, Todd, beside the gate and smiled at him. “Todd, can you open the


    gate? I‘m here to see the kids.”


    Todd had a nce before he retracted his gaze and stood still like a rock. He did not move or talk to her.


    –


    While Sylvia was baffled by his reaction, a powerful voice came from behind her. “Who told you toe


    over at this hour?”


    Surprised, she turned around and saw the man who managed to sneak up on her. His arms were


    crossed and his towering figure blocked the lights. Despite his shadowed features, his eyes were ring


    at her coldly.


    Sylvia reacted with a shifting gaze. He was not home yet when she came over for the past two days, so


    what made him return home earlier today? A quick thoughtter, she decided to y dumb and said, “It‘s


    not 8 o‘clock yet? It‘s already dark, so I thought it was 8 o‘clock already.”


    Odell had noeback for that. She really believed that he did not know she came earlier for the past


    two days. He red at her and said, “I heard you went to an art exhibition today.”