Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 235 “Um, can you guys make way?” Sylvia asked tentatively. The men curled their lips and laughed. If not for the fact that they were shivering from the cold, she might have felt scared. She asked, “Why are you stopping me?” The man with yellow hair grunted and shivered, saying, “M–Mr. Price wants to see you.” ‘Mr. Price?

‘Is it that guy who dragged me to his room after I got drunk last night?‘ At that moment, several of the men took a few steps back to the side..

Then, a tall and fit young man appeared under the street light. He wore a long leather jacket, and he had a buzzcut. His bronze face had handsome and defined features, and there was a clear scar at the corner of his eye. He looked rather fierce at first glance. In short, he looked like a gangster. He walked up to Sylvia with his hands in his pockets. Sylvia paused and asked, “You‘re Mr. Price?”

Edmund gazed into her bright and clear eyes and smiled, looking down at her. “It‘s only been a day, but you‘ve forgotten me already?” Sylvia took a step back and asked directly, “Do you need me for something?” “Not really. It‘s just that you slapped me twice last night and spat on my face. I haven‘t settled the score with you yet.” As soon as he said that, a man with green hair beside him added, “Mr. Price, she also kicked

your–”

Edmund‘s expression instantly darkened. “Shut up!” Grasshead immediately closed his mouth. Edmund looked at Sylvia again. There was still some residual anger on his face. He looked like he would hack her up at any moment.

took another step back and said with a smile, “I‘m really sorry. I was drunk last night.” He looked at her tactful expression and could not help but smile. “It was the first time

about I give you some

Edmund was speechless.

suddenly looked at him expectantly. They were cold. They were really cold. They had been here since the afternoon and stuck there until now! If they did not dress warmer, they would freeze to death! Edmund seemed to sense their gazes and turned

others were hugging

why don‘t we

pockets and said to Sylvia, “I don‘t

graciously said, “No

later, she brought them to a street in the old town

took them to a restaurant beside it and