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Chapter 881

“Master Carter, what do you think of my suggestion?” Lily asked.

Odell scanned through the documents in his hand and hummed in reply. “It’s decent but we might face problems executing it.” Lily looked slightly disheartened. “What kind of problems?”

“It's unrealistic. The details need to be adjusted,” he said as he put the documents on the table. There was an unpleasant look on Lily’s face.

Sylvia did not know if it was her imagination, but she felt as if Lily was looking in her direction. Sylvia immediately turned around and flattened herself against the wall.

Lily could not know that she was there.

With that in mind, she continued to lean towards the door to peek out again.

By now, Lily was already standing in front of Odell’s desk and taking back the document.

She smiled. “Master Carter, I'll adjust the details, but please do not forget about the dinner tomorrow night. My partners will be there, and they are looking forward to meeting you.”

Odell hummed in reply. Lily added, “Don’t forget to bring Ms. Ross as well. My partners

are intrigued by the rumored Mrs. Carter.”

Odell picked up a document, ignoring Lily's words.

“If there’s nothing else, then | will take my leave now. Goodbye.” Lily walked out of the office with a polite smile. As soon as her elegant figure walked out of the office , Sylvia returned to the bed.

There was a dinner tomorrow?

Was it about the collaboration between Carter Corporation and the Springsteens?

Why had he never mentioned it to her before?

Was it because of his busy schedule?

Sylvia furrowed her brows and rolled over on the bed in annoyance.

It was almost dark when the door finally opened and the handsome man in the suit came in.

He leaned over to the woman on the bed and patted her on her head. “It’s time to wake up.”

Sylvia’s eyes remained shut.

Moments later, she felt his dark shadow over her, and then he was kissing her before she could react. The man’s dominating breath invaded her mouth.

Sylvia immediately opened her eyes and pushed at him.

Odell released her and smiled with narrowed eyes. “Are you

done pretending?”

Sylvia smiled sheepishly. “How did you know | was pretending?”

Odell pinched her face. “I know what you look like when you're asleep and when you're awake.” Sylvia then asked, “Are you done with your work?”

“Yeah. Let's go home.”

Sylvia got out of bed and followed Odell out of the office.

The day went by peacefully.

On the next day, Sylvia stayed home with the kids.

In the evening, after Sylvia fed Flint, she sat in front of the floor to-ceiling window with the baby and stared outside. Her phone rang shortly after.

It was Odell.

Sylvia answered it and heard him saying, “I have to attend a meeting later. I'll be late tonight. Don’t wait for me to have dinner. Just go to sleep if you're tired.”

Sylvia recalled the dinner that Lily had mentioned yesterday and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. “Okay, take care.” The call ended and Sylvia continued to stare at the setting sun.

When the sky was completely dark, Isabel came over to remind her that dinner was being served.

Sylvia carried Flint over to the dining table.

After dinner, Isabel carried the baby to Liam.

Sylvia watched them play until it was time for bed. Then, she ushered Isabel and Liam to bed before bringing Flint back to her room.

After she had settled Flint, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw a message from an unregistered number.

“Why didn’t he take you along to the dinner tonight?”

Chapter 882

Chapter 882 Sylvia was startled and her hands began to tremble. The number was local but not registered in her contact list.

This person clearly knew that Odell would be attending the dinner tonight and had even guessed what her thoughts would be. Judging by the way the person had asked the question, it sounded like Thomas.

Sylvia gasped. (Who is this?]

(Thomas. ]

Thud!

She tossed the phone to the bed. Her face turned pale, and her body began to shake. After a while, her phone rang again.

The screen lit up and showed the message that she had just received.

(Did he not tell you about the dinner tonight? ]

Sylvia took a deep breath and picked up the phone again. Her fingers shook as she typed, ( It’s none of your business!) She blacklisted the number immediately but she could not control the fear in her heart. She paced in the room for a while before she called Odell.

The dial tone sounded, but he did not pick up

She frowned. Then, she carried the sleeping Flint and went to Isabel and Liam’s room. Both the little ones were asleep.

Sylvia sat down beside their bed with Flint in her arms.

Having all three of her children by her side eased her anxiety. Although she could not completely rid herself of the uneasiness, she finally felt the sleepiness overtake her.

She leaned against the headboard of the bed and dozed off. It was only when her arms suddenly felt empty that she opened her eyes and saw Odell putting Flint back in the bed.

He looked handsome in his black suit. The faint smell of wine continued to linger on him, which meant he had just come home from dinner.

Sylvia pursed her lips.

After putting Flint down, Odell looked at her and saw that she was awake.

He raised his hand to touch her head and asked, “Why are you sitting here?”

“Nothing.” Sylvia then put up her legs on the bed and lay beside Flint. “I'll be sleeping here tonight. You can go back and rest.” Odell narrowed his eyes when he saw that she seemed out of sorts and asked, “What's the matter?”

“Nothing. | just want to spend the night with the kids.”

She sounded annoyed.

Odell slapped her on the bum and said, “Get up.”

Sylvia shut her eyes and ignored him.

“Tl count to three,” he said.

“Even if you count to a hundred, I’m still not getting up.” Before her words had even subsided, she found herself lifted up.

Sylvia squealed in shock but did not want to wake the kids. So, she struggled and complained in whispered tones, “Put me down!”

Odell carried her back to their room.

Sylvia was tossed on the bed and before she could sit up, his towering figure overwhelmed her. Thud.

She was forced to lay down on the bed with him above her.

He cupped her chin and stared at her deeply. “Are you angry?”

“No.” Sylvia looked away.

Odell turned her face back and kissed her.

The kiss lasted longer than usual, only releasing her when Sylvia was almost out of breath.

He asked, “Why are you angry?”

Sylvia pouted as she ignored his question.

Chapter 883 He kissed her again.

After a long kiss, he finally let go of her and pinched one of her cheeks, which was flushed either due to anger or shyness. He narrowed his eyes dangerously. “If you refuse to speak properly, I'll make sure you can’t speak anymore.”

Sylvia was rendered speechless.

She glared at him. “Why didn’t you take me along to the dinner?”

Odell was surprised. “Did you want to go?”

Sylvia tightened her lips. “No.”

“Then why are you mad?”

“Did you even think about bringing me along?”

Or had he assumed that she could not be taken out in the public because she would embarrass him?

Odell narrowed his eyes and flicked her forehead. “What is in this little head of yours? Who told you that | didn’t bring you along because | didn’t want to?”

Sylvia pouted.

He continued, “I didn’t bring you along because | didn’t think you would want to go. | was only attending as a courtesy so there’s no point for me to take you there.”

Sylvia’s spirit lifted and she hummed in reply.

Odell then rubbed her forehead. “Did that hurt?”

Sylvia giggled. “No.”

It had sounded loud but it had not hurt.

Odell narrowed his eyes as he looked at her sharply. “How did you know | had a dinner to attend?” He had mentioned a meeting, not dinner.

Sylvia’s lips tightened and she said, “I overheard your conversation with Lily yesterday and | received a text from Thomas just

now.

Odell’s expression turned grim. “What did he send you?” Sylvia took her phone that she had left by the bed and showed the message to him. “I blacklisted his number, so he texted me with a new one.”

Odell looked at the message from Thomas and his expression grew even grimmer.

Thomas knew that he had not brought her to the dinner and had planned to use this to sabotage their relationship again. Thomas was indeed a persistent man.

However, when Odell saw the message that Sylvia had sent back in reply, his anger faded. He even found it amusing.

However, he did not reveal his amusement. Instead, he continued to aim a cold look at her. “Why didn’t you tell me when he texted you?”

“| called, but you didn’t pick up,” she said immediately. She sounded confident this time.

Odell pursed his lips.

Sylvia stared at him.

“The music at the dinner was loud so | missed the call.” Loud?

“Did you guys dance?” she asked with a frown on her face.

Odell saw the unhappy expression on her face and hummed in reply.

Sylvia continued to glare at him.

Odell could not help but kiss her on the lips. Then, he whispered, “They danced, but I didn’t.” “Hmph.” Sylvia refused to look at him.

Odell stroked her cheek with a smile and then got out of bed. “I'll go make a call. I'll be right back.” “Why are you using my phone?” Sylvia asked as he was holding her phone.

Restraining the frostiness in his eyes, Odell said, “I’m getting this unregistered number checked out.” Sylvia nodded in silence.

He walked to the balcony and Sylvia buried herself under the quilt.

She had no idea who he was asking for help but it took him quite a while before he came back. As his footsteps approached, Sylvia shut her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

At the next moment, she felt a heavy pressure on her body. She grunted.

Before she could say a word, her lips were covered by his.

 

Chapter 884 Meanwhile, in an MPV that was cruising steadily along the traffic, Lily sat elegantly in a long dress with a bustier top. The thought of Odell attending the dinner alone filled her with joy.

She smiled as she looked at the man beside her. “Thomas, he didn’t bring Sylvia along with him. Does it mean he’s already fed up with her?”

Thomas opened his cell phone. Then, he pulled the sim card out. and tossed it out of the window that had been wound down halfway.

“Why did you throw the sim card away?” Lily asked. “It's useless,” he said. Lily furrowed her brows.

She had known the man since university. Not only had he amazed everyone with his piano skills, but he also had looks that stood out. He had been the most handsome guy on campus, and girls had been infatuated with him. However, after the old Master Carter had passed away, Odell had been appointed as the company’s heir. As the second son of the Carters, Thomas had lost any rights to inherit the company.

Lily had never been romantically interested in him but he had been quite the star back then, so she had befriended him. Now, they had known each other for a decade and she still

could not see through his thoughts.

She was baffled as to why a man as great as him would fall for a lowly woman like Sylvia.

However, none of that mattered as long as he could help her break up Odell and Sylvia’s relationship. She asked, “What's our next step?”

Thomas stayed quiet for a moment before he said, “I don’t think he would get fed up with Sylvia this fast.” Lily's expression changed. “What do you mean?”

“We wait.”

Ding!

The phone rang early in the morning.

The man opened his eyes and put the phone near his ear.

The call was from the officer that he contacted last night, Bowman.

Bowman said, “Mr. Carter, we've gotten some information on the number that you provided. The owner of the number is a 15 year old middle-schooler. We just contacted his parents and got confirmation that the kid had registered the number on behalf of a handsome man a week ago. The man offered him ten grand to complete the errand, so he agreed. We highly suspect that the man was Thomas Carter.”

Odell got up and looked at the woman who was soundly asleep beside him. “Did you manage to trace the cell phone signal?”

“I'm sorry. | arranged for my men to trace the location last night, but the phone had been switched off. | must admit that your brother is good at counter-surveillance,” Bowman sighed.

“Do you have any other leads on him?”

“Not at the moment.” In a lowered tone of voice, Bowman continued , “Sir, based on what | know, Thomas’ target is your wife. Why don’t we use her as bait to lure him out?”

Odell’s expression turned cold. “No.”

Sylvia had been imprisoned for six months and had suffered from severe depression and anxiety because of it. If Thomas somehow got his hands on her again, she would have to endure unimaginable torment again.

Even though Thomas would not physically hurt her, Odell would never give Thomas the chance to take her away again. Using Sylvia as bait was out of the question.

Bowman said seriously, “Sir, we assure you that Thomas won't lay a finger on your wife.”

Odell said coldly, “Until you can locate him, your assurance is useless to me.”

They had been tracking Thomas for days and still had no clue as to his whereabouts.

This proved just how cunning Thomas was, and how superior he was in terms of planning and scheming.

Bowman said, “I apologize for being presumptuous. We'll do our best.”

It was then that Sylvia suddenly rolled over, as if she was waking up.

Odell ended the phone call and put the phone back down. He laid back on the bed and took her into his arms.

Sylvia obediently laid in his embrace and placed her arm around his waist.

The cold look on his face eased up and he tightened his hold on her waist.

Chapter 885

Due to Thomas’ sudden text, Sylvia stayed home for the next few days.

She spent her days taking care of her children and did not even visit Carter Tower during lunch or dinner time. Odell was still busy but he would come home every night and check on her via text during the day.

After several days of rest, Sylvia finally mustered up her courage to try going out alone.

As she took a stroll in a crowded mall, all she saw were strangers and passersby. She did not encounter any suspicious people, let alone Thomas.

Sylvia assumed he could only text her from the shadows and could not show himself openly. They were back in Westchester after all, not Galston. No matter how influential and resourceful Thomas was, he would not dare wreak havoc in Westchester.

Later in the day, just as Sylvia was about to take a bus home, she ran into Bowman while she was walking out onto the street.

Bowman, or Officer Sach, was the one she had been in contact with when she had exposed Tara to the authorities after coming back from the dead to Westchester.

“Officer Sach, hi,” Sylvia greeted him with a smile.

Bowman had not expected to run into her at this time. He smiled and nodded at her. “Ms. Ross.”

Sylvia believed Bowman had matters to attend to, so she did not dare to delay him and moved to leave. “Hold on, Ms. Ross. There is something I’d like to discuss with you,” Bowman said.

Sylvia turned around. “What is it?”

“Thomas Carter.”

Sylvia’s face turned pale.

Noticing the look on her face, Bowman asked, “Didn’t Master Carter tell you that he was working with us to track him down?”

Sylvia shook her head blankly. Odell had only told her that he had sent someone to track Thomas down. He had not mentioned that it was the police. Maybe because he knew she would be afraid to hear about him, Odell barely mentioned Thomas in front of her.

Bowman struggled with his thoughts for a moment before he said, “I contacted Master Carter a few days ago, and | suggested luring Thomas out with your help. However, he strongly denied the suggestion.”

He looked at Sylvia. “Ms. Ross, could we talk somewhere else?” Sylvia frowned. Bowman noticed her concerns. He said, “If you have other

if | really do fall asleep.”