Chapter 213 Their days were productive and full of joy. Soon, five days had gone by.
On this particr day, Sylvia took them to the fun fair and spent longer than usual at the fair. By the time
she took them home, it was already dark.
She parked her car in front of the entrance of the Carters‘ residence.
Sylvia took Isabel and Liam out of the car in turn while the children looked at her with a lingering look.
She patted their heads, smiled, and said, “Go back and get some early rest. We can meet again
tomorrow morning.” This seemed to do the job offorting them. Sylvia bent over and inched her face
forward until she was right between them. As if synchronized, Isabel and Liam pecked a kiss on her
cheeks on each side. Liam bade her farewell. “Bye, Mommy.” Isabel yelled loudly, “Mommy, I‘ll see you
tomorrow!” Sylvia smiled and assured them, “Yeap, I‘ll see you two tomorrow. Hurry up and go inside.”
The two walked inside hand in hand.
She only drew her gaze away after ensuring the two had gone inside.
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It was also at this time that she noticed something peculiar and nced in the direction of the second
floor of the house. There was what seemed to be a balcony there, but there was no light inside. It was
pitch–ck and nothing could be seen.
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Sylvia nced at it for several seconds and walked back to her car. She drove back to her ce.
Meanwhile, on that balcony, there was a tall figure hiding in the darkness. It was Odell leaning against
the wall with his arms crossed his chest. His eyes followed Sylvia‘s car as she drove away. He did not
turn away until the car vanished out of sight at the intersection. He grimaced faintly. Five days, five full
days. Ever since the start of the school holidays when she got to spend time with the children during the
day, she had nevere to the house at night.
Did she truly have no feelings for him, or was this her way of teasing him and building suspense?
With the new year approaching, the general mood was more jovial than usual.
Sylvia received invitations to various events, including ones from the Westchester Art Association or
other woodworking associations.
Even Emmanuel, of all people, called her and invited her to return home to celebrate the new year,
speaking to her with an air of forgiveness for what happened between them.
Sylvia refused and quickly hang up. Instead, she epted the invitation to a party hosted by the
Westchester Art Association.
Simon and the others would also be participating. They were all well–acquainted friends, and she
expected to have a good time at the party. Two dayster, in the evening, after she sent home Isabel and
Liam who had been ying at her ce all day, she went straight to the venue.
It was hosted in a five–star hotel.
Sylvia ran into Christopher and Simon on the way to the hotel. They apanied her to the venue.
As soon as she stepped inside, she was instantly captivated by therge hall and the bright lights
illuminating the hall.
It was certainly a huge venue, and there were already many people present. In addition to the people
from the Art Association, she also noticed a good portion of industry leaders that she had met on certain
asions while working in the woodworking studio. The party was not only an event reserved for those
of the Arts Association but people from other industries as well. Christopher told them, “Sylvia, Simon,
feel free to look around. I‘m heading outside for a bit.” Sylvia and Simon nodded pleasantly before
Christopher quickly walked out. They got a ss of wine each and walked to a less crowded section of
the venue in unison. They were not very fond of socializing. However, it did not take long before people
began noticing them. First, it was members of the Art Association who came over to them to exchange
pleasantries. Soon, people who heard about the arrival of the renowned Mr. Amos and Ms. Sunflower
began flocking to them as well.