Chapter 891


    Sylvia thought he would not notice the thickyer of foundation that she had applied to her neck. So, she feigned annoyance and


    cried out, “Let me go!”


    Odell ignored her. Releasing one of his hands, he used it to stroke the spot on the upper left side of her corbone.


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    “Why is there a thickyer of foundation here?” He raised a brow and gazed deeply at her. “Are you trying to hide something?”


    “NO!-Ah!”


    Before she could finish, she was lifted onto the makeup table.


    His towering figure leaned over her, not giving her a chance to escape by single-handedly holding her hands behind her back.


    He reached out to retrieve a makeup remover wipe from her makeup bag.


    He then rubbed it all over her neck.


    The makeup remover was cool, which gave Sylvia goosebumps.


    Not surprisingly, his expression was gloomy as soon as he removed theyer of foundation.


    Sylvia bit her lip as she avoided looking at his terrifying face. “I can exin...”


    Odell lifted her chin using the same hand he had used to remove


    theyer of foundation. “Look at me when you give your exnation.”


    Sylvia gathered her courage to look at him. His dark, deep eyes were staring sharply at her.


    Shrinking back in fear, she softly exined, “If | said it was a mosquito bite, would you believe me?”


    “What do you think?” he said coldly as he narrowed his eyes.


    Sylvia pursed her lips. As she was trying to think of how to begin to exin herself, he asked, “Who did it?”


    “T-Th...”


    “Thomas?”


    Sylvia reluctantly hummed in reply.


    Before she knew it, he leaned over and pinned her to the table.


    He swept her makeup off the table and swooped in to kiss her


    lips.


    He moved from her lips to her neck and kissed the same spot that Thomas had.


    He was so strong that Sylvia was unable to break free.


    He ravaged her without giving her a chance to talk or break free.


    Time went by.


    Isabel tried knocking once but was told to go away. The same thing happened to Aunt Tonya when she came to call them for


    Chapter 891


    dinner.


    It was the middle of the night by the time things finally returned to peace and quiet.


    Wrapped up in a quilt, Sylvia sat on a corner of the bed.


    In addition to the bed, the room was a mess.


    Her makeup table had been flipped over, and her cosmetics were all over the floor.


    Their clothes were scattered and her dress had been ripped in parts.


    One might assume that a war had been fought in the room.


    However, she had not been beaten physically but she had been punished with sex. The violent session had robbed her of her


    strength and rendered her sore and weak.


    The man was standing in the middle of the messy room, casually putting on his clothes.


    He swiftly got dressed and returned to his usual dignified self.


    His cold eyes swept over Sylvia before he walked towards the door.


    Sylvia choked up as she said, “Where are you going?” He paused but refused to answer her question.


    Before he walked out of the door, Sylvia anxiously said, “Nothing happened between us. | was just trying to lure him out. He saw


    through the trap that Bowman and | had prepared, and set us up instead. He tricked me into going into an alleyway and left this


    on my neck.”


    He stopped and turned around to look at her coldly.


    Sylvia pursed her lips. “If you don’t believe me, you can ask Bowman, or Office Sach. He knows about what happened this


    afternoon.”


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