Chapter 202 Tara‘s eyes flickered, and her expression turned icy for a split second.


    This fool! Her im of their friendship was merely out of politeness, and she could turn a blind eye to her


    for causing trouble by scolding the children in front of Odell. How dare she turn around and use her


    now?!


    Nesta immediately recognized the look of displeasure and contempt on her face. She narrowed her eyes


    and said nothing before turning around to heat out.


    Tara scoffed and shouted, “Useless idiot! Get out!”


    Wh.


    After Tara and Nesta left, Sylvia was still in the yard looking at the finished paintings of the students.


    It was only until lunchtime when someone wanted to invite Tara and Nesta to eat that they found out that


    they had left. It was clear that they had left out of anger. Everyone knew this was the reason, so they


    simply smiled and move on.


    Tara would not be of much help even if she stayed anyway. Her attitude was brash and off putting, and


    nobody ever dared to approach her for advice.


    Meanwhile, Sylvia was the renowned Ms. Sunflower. She was not only willing to look at the paintings of


    the students, but she was also very eager to discuss techniques and other particrs with them. She


    would even take the time to share her own experiences with them.


    She was superior to Tara whether it was in terms of artistic skills or personality. There was simply no


    contest


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    Sylvia raised an eyebrow upon hearing the duo had left.


    Good riddance. They were an eyesore anyway.


    The day passed in the blink of an eye.


    The event hade to an end. Tomorrow, everyone would be leaving nchester and heading back to


    their respective homes.


    However, Sylvia could not hold off their fervent hospitality and was invited to dine out with them. Isabel


    being a favorite amongst them did not help either.


    Sylvia brought Isabel and Liam with her and went to a nearby restaurant for a dinner. They ate until it


    was midnight when she took the children back.


    Just like thest night, Sylvia helped them shower and had them change into their pajamas. Then, she


    sat on the bed and yed some games with them.


    After ying for a while, she was about to tell them a bedtime story to put them to sleep.


    That was when Liam suddenly asked her, “Mommy, can we go back a littleter tomorrow?” He was


    sitting right beside Sylvia and looking at her with his pearl–like eyes. Sylvia was taken aback by this


    request. Tasbel‘s eyes glowed as well at this notion, she hugged Sylvia‘s arm and requested, “Mommy,


    we don‘t have to go back so early tomorrow. I want to spend more time with you!” Sylvia understood


    what they were trying to say.


    As soon as they got home tomorrow, they would be heading straight for the Carters‘ residence where the


    children would have to be separated from her again. If they went backter, they could prolong their time


    with her. Sylvia agreed, “Okay.” nchester was a wonderful city with beautiful, scenic views. She would


    spend more time there and y with them before heading back tomorrow.


    The next morning, under the protection of the bodyguards Ben and Jacob, Sylvia took Isabel and Liam to


    a park in nchester. It was winter, so there were no signs of any brightly–colored flora in the park. Only


    the sight of pine and cypresses spread out across a patch of white soil. The weather was fine, and the


    sun hung above the sky without any clouds. Sylvia pitched a tent and prepared the snacks. She had also


    bought tworge kites for the asion.


    After setting up the tent, she flew the kites with the children.


    Isabel did not need her help at all. She took off and ran down the field the moment she got the kite.


    Meanwhile, Liam seemed to take very little interest in kites. He only took it after Sylvia had it set up and


    readied it for him to fly. He did not even run with it. Instead, he immediately plopped down and sat cross–


    legged on the ground, holding the spool of the kite in his small hand and toying with it while he looked up


    at Isabel‘s kite flying in the air. Sylvia patted his head and asked, “Liam, don‘t you want to y with the


    kite?” Liam shook his head. Sylvia asked him again, “Do you like flying kites? If not, Mommy will y


    something else with you.” Liam replied, “I do like it.”