Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 56

In the evening, upon seeing that it was almost time, Sylvia got dressed and was prepared to go to the ball.

Unexpectedly, Tristan turned up at her doorstep to pick her up.

Sylvia had just walked out of the door when she saw him. He was leaning suavely against his car in a slim-fit suit.

Sylvia was taken aback by the sight of him. Tristan was also similarly startled when he noticed her outfit. Although she was dressed a little more refined than usual, she was still rather underdressed for the occasion.

He quickly wiped the look off his face and asked, “Hey, Sylvia, are you ready?” Sylvia replied, “Yeap.” “Then, let’s go.” Since he had taken the time to drive here, Sylvia was not going to turn him away, so she got into his car.

They drove to the venue of the ball, but not before stopping outside a private designer boutique. Sylvia was perplexed. “Tristan, what are you bringing me here for?” Tristan cast a look at her, sizing her up and down. Then, he said with a faint smile, “You’re not going to the ball dressed like this, are you?”

Sylvia was a little offended. “Can’t I dress like this?”

“Sure, you can dress like this on any other regular day, but we’re going to a dance ball where many important people will be present. If you attend dressed like this, it’s going to reflect poorly on me since you’re my employee, and I’ll get made fun of.”

opening the door

stepped out

up to greet Tristan who was a distinguished guest here. Tristan asked the designer to

look. Shortly after that, he presented Sylvia with a light pink dress that cinched at

streaming from top to bottom, it was a particularly artistic design choice, and though the color of the dress was on the brighter end, it was not to the point of flamboyance. After Sylvia put on the dress, they styled her

her a vibrant

work and looked at her with a satisfied

was only an employee to him, so she knew better than to protest. After everything was

held in a private

arrived with Tristan, the parking lot was already packed full of cars.

door for her, the way a gentleman would. On top of being a dashing man, he was also

the car, she immediately felt countless scrutinizing gazes drawn

much less a venue of such importance and scale. Even after

her shield. Tristan frowned subtly and spun around to grab her by her arm, but Sylvia immediately tried to pull

at her and smiled. “Just take my hand. They’re not going to think