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Chapter 337

    The dress was transparent tulle and could be seen through at a nce. Her hair was draped over her


    shoulder, and the makeup on her face was bewitching.


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    There was no sign of weakness on her face at all. She only looked charming and seductive.


    Odell was not prepared at all and saw her body at a nce.


    She did not wear anything under the dress.


    His gaze was stunned as his body froze.


    At the same time, Sylvia drove the car up to the main gate. She stopped the car and walked in.


    The door was not closed, and the lights were on in the living room.


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    However, she was stopped by a guard as soon as she entered. The guard knew who she was and said


    to her politely, “Ms. Ross, Master Carter and Ms. Avery are talking upstairs. Why don’t you go back


    first?''”


    Sylvia said, “Odell told me toe here. Move.”


    The guard continued to block her. “Ms. Avery is in a very bad mood and wants to be alone with Master


    Carter. Please don’t make things hard for me.” ‘She wants to be alone with Odell? To do what? ‘It was


    Odell who told me toe here! How dare this guard chase me away?


    ‘Doesn’t he know that I’m Odell’s wife now?’ Sylvia was very displeased. “I said, move!” Sylvia pushed


    him away and quickly walked up the stairs.


    Soon, she arrived at the corridor outside Tara’s bedroom.


    She saw the purple light spilling out of the bedroom as well as Tara’s abnormal panting. Sylvia’s body


    went cold as her heart seized. ‘So, that’s why the guard stopped me.


    ‘Well, I guess it makes sense. I haven’t let him touch me since we got married. He’s a normal man, and


    Tara has a very important ce in his heart, so it’s normal that he couldn’t hold back and go to her


    instead.’


    Sylvia exhaled and turned around to leave. At that moment, the guard chased after her as if afraid that


    she would do something impulsive. He shouted anxiously, “Ms. Ross, please calm down. Ms. Avery


    needs Master Carter now.”


    Sylvia coldly curled the corners of her mouth, ignored him, and went to the stairs.


    Just as she was about to go downstairs, a familiar male voice suddenly came from behind her.” Sylvia?


    What are you doing here?”


    His voice was as low and maic as always. It did not have the huskiness that should be present if he


    were doing that kind of thing, and he did not sound guilty at being caught either.


    Sylvia could not help but turn around.


    Then, she saw him dressed in a suit. The buttons on his coat were still buttoned.


    His short ck hair hung neatly at his temples without the slightest trace of messiness. Sylvia was


    confused. “Why do you look so tidy? Didn’t Tara and you…?” His expression darkened before she could


    finish speaking. She pursed her lips. He nced at the bodyguard. “Go down.”


    “Yes, Master Carter,” the bodyguard answered and left.


    Odell then asked her, “What did you say Tara and I were doing?”


    His voice was gloomy. Sylvia looked away and said, “I heard Tara crying out.” “So you thought I was


    doing something with her?” She nced toward Tara’s bedroom. “Her cries were rather suggestive, and


    so was the lighting.” Odell looked at her and could not help but scoff. Then why didn’t youe and see


    what was going on?” “I didn’t want to disturb you,” she said honestly. His expression was dark. Sylvia


    sensibly shut her mouth. Then, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her to Tara’s door.


    The first thing Sylvia saw in the bedroom was Tara. Her hair was disheveled, her body was wrapped in a


    sheet, and she was crudely tied to the bed with a few scarves.


    When Sylvia looked over, Tara jerked her body, trying to break free. Her mouth made anxious and


    muffled grunts because of her struggles.
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