The pictures of the artwork Edmund sent over were from veteran artists who were supposedly having an


    exhibition in Westchester soon.


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    After going through them individually, Sylvia said, “The ones you picked are really good.” Edmund sent


    her a voice message. “Really? It seems like I have excellent taste.” Sylvia giggled and replied the same.


    “Yeah.” “I think they are quite fancy, but I don’t know how to put them in words. Can you exin them to


    me? So that I can act cool in front of the others.” “Sure,” said Sylvia with a smile


    She then voice-messaged him her exnation of the paintings. She offered him a detailed exnation of


    her own thoughts for each and every painting. On the other end of the chat, Edmund was on the couch


    listening to her voice as if it was some ssical music piece. He softly closed his eyes, enjoying the


    angelic tune in his ears. That was until Harry came over. “Master Price?”


    Edmund red at him. “Shut up.” Harry awkwardly zipped his mouth. A whileter, after Edmund


    listened to all Sylvia’s voice messages, he asked, “What is it?” Harry answered, “Lloyd found out that


    Sylvia has recently been spending most of her time with her kids at home, and after she sends them


    back to the Carters’, she goes home. She was not with Odell at all.”


    Edmund narrowed his eyes. Harry scratched his head awkwardly and said, “Master Price, is it possible


    that Sylvia doesn’t want to see you?” Edmund looked askance at his man. “Impossible. If Syl doesn’t


    want to see me, she wouldn’t have replied to my texts or voice messages.” She replied to every inquiry


    of his, and if she really refused to see him, she would never answer him at all. Just like now, whereby


    she offered a detailed exnation of every painting that he sent over.


    Harry was baffled. “Then, why is she noting out to see you?” Edmund hummed. “I bet it’s that prick


    threatening her with something and stopping her from seeing me.” “Doesn’t sound right. Odell is her ex-


    husband. What right does he have to stop her from seeing you?” “Odell even brought his men to ruin our


    date and took her away before my eyes.”


    The insulting scene reyed in Edmund’s head and caused him to clench his teeth tightly. Harry


    remained confused. “Yeah, but why? Does he like Sylvia? I thought he already has a girlfriend.” The


    more Harry tried to understand it, the more confused he got.


    Edmund scoffed. “Syl trumps Tara in terms of looks and capabilities, and if I have my eyes on her, I’m


    sure that bastard Odell Carter isn’t blind as well.”


    Although he was curious why Odell would have divorced Sylvia because of Tara a few years ago, he was


    now certain that Odell liked Sylvia.


    Harry asked, “Master Price, so what are we going to do now?” Edmund frowned in frustration. “Tell Lloyd


    to keep an eye on Syl. I’ll try toe up with something.” “Okay.”


    Isabel and Liam returned to school.


    Therefore, Sylvia could only see them at night after they came back. Although she made it clear to Odell


    that she refused toply with his perverted terms, she was still afraid to see him in person. Therefore,


    right after the kids came back from school, she arrived at the Carters’.


    The bodyguards did not stop her either. She yed with the two little rascals and only left when it was


    time for them to have dinner.


    The kids usually finished dinner around 8 p.m. which was around the same time Odell came home.


    His sports car rolled to a halt in front of the gate. After the bodyguard opened the door for him, he got out


    and had a nce inside the house. “Is Sylvia here?”


    The bodyguard said, “Ms. Ross came, but she has already left.” Odell frowned and pursed his lips.


    Surprisingly, he simply went inside the house without saying anything.