Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 188 At this point, not only were the students that were surrounding Tara now surrounding Sylvia, but even the people who were busy painting before had gathered around her.

Their enthusiasm was at an all–time high as they eagerly huddled around Sylvia.

As for Tara, there was nobody else next to her besides Nesta. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Tara balled her hands into tight fists, a look of pure jealousy on her face.

Nesta was a member of the Westchester Art Association too, and she was around the same grade as Tara. She was also the one Tara was closest to in the Westchester Art Association.

Nesta had been present at the art exhibition where Sylvia called Tara‘s work trash in front of everyone, so she knew that Tara and Sylvia were not on good terms at all. When she saw the present situation as well as the look on Tara‘s face, Nesta quickly grumbled, “Tara, why do I feel like she‘s doing this on purpose? She could have shown up at some other time, so why did she have to show up while you were guiding the students? She even lured everyone to her! She‘s completely kicking you around!”

Tara inwardly called Sylvia the vilest insults she could think of.

However, on the surface, her expression shifted slightly as she said with a sigh, “There‘s no helping it. She‘s Sunflower, and I‘m not as famous as her.”

Nesta let out a dry laugh. “I think she‘s just jealous of you because Master Carter chose you.

That‘s why she‘s always acting out against you.” “Forget it, I can‘t help that my reputation is inferior to hers. If she wants to act out against me, she has free reign. Let‘s go back to our rooms.” At Tara‘s self– deprecation, Nesta grew even angrier on her behalf. “Tara, even if you aren‘t as famous as her, you‘re still the current bronze winner of our art competition. Besides, you‘re also our art academy‘s guest professor and Master Carter‘s girlfriend. You shouldn‘t let her bully you like this!” Tara chuckled. “Thank

you, Nesta. I‘m really fine with this. Let‘s just go back to our rooms.” Nesta immediately felt like slapping Sylvia on Tara‘s behalf. However, Sylvia was completely surrounded by people. From where Nesta was standing, she could not even see her.

She harrumphed in anger. “Okay, let‘s go back to our rooms. If she likes stealing another person‘s spotlight so much, she should just freeze to death in this cold weather.”

With that said, Nesta hooked her arm in Tara‘s.

Although Tara had a smile on her face, there was a displeased and calculative look in her eyes.

Sylvia only managed to almost finish looking at everyone‘s paintings after night had fallen.

However, it was obvious that everyone was still in a heated discussion. Only when somebody came over to let them know that dinner was ready did the participants finally stop.

They led Sylvia into the restaurant near the homestay. Even at dinner, they did not stop their discussions of art, hence dinner started at five o‘clock and only ended at eight o‘clock.

Everyone happily returned to the homestay.

Sylvia could also finally return to her room. She was in no rush to get changed as she wanted to give Isabel and Liam a call first.

Her phone call was answered almost instantly.

Isabel‘s sweet voice sounded first. “Mommy, have you eaten your dinner?”

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Sylvia felt all her fatigue disappear instantly at Isabel‘s voice. With a smile, she replied, “I just finished my dinner. Have you and Liam eaten?”

“We‘ve eaten too,” came Liam‘s reply. Isabel hummed in agreement.

Their conversation continued for quite a while.

When Isabel and Liam started to sound sleepy, Sylvia finally ended the call to wash up for bed.

At the same time, at the Carters‘ residence, Odell had just arrived home after a long day of work

His car pulled to a stop outside the gate. The bodyguard posted at the gate immediately went forward to open the door for him. Odell got out of the car and peered into the house. Then, he asked, “Was the woman here today?” The bodyguard quickly replied, “Ms. Ross did not show up tonight.” Odell glanced down at his watch to check the time. It was currently 8:40, making it 20 minutes away from nine o‘clock. Whenever that woman wanted to see the kids, she would always arrive early and leave late, so why had she‘not shown up today? Odell looked at the bodyguard doubtfully. “Was she here during the day?” The bodyguard replied, “Ms. Ross did not show up even when Young Miss and Young Master left for kindergarten.”

Something was up. Odell furrowed his eyebrows and walked into the house.