Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 415

Chapter 415

The bodyguards surrounded her in all directions.

Violet entered the living room at one point and was frightened by this display. She quickly fled back to Madam Carter’s room.

Every second that passed was full of torment.

Sylvia was pressed against the cold hard tiles of the floor, and her limbs had grown stiff and cold over time.

She was pinned on the ground on her side and stared vacantly at the threshold leading into the living room.

After a long time, a tall and stout figure appeared in sight.

He was still wearing the black suit he wore when he carried Tara away the same morning and he wore a pair of trousers that complemented his long and slender legs. Handsome as always, he fixed a menacing look on her.

He entered the living room.

The look in Sylvia’s eyes wavered. She wanted to call his name but found her voice caught in her throat.

Odell sat down on the sofa and looked at her accusingly. “Is there anything you want to say to me?”

Sylvia pursed her lips.

She wanted to explain herself, but realized that she had done that more than enough times by now.

It was pointless.

you given

everything I need to say.

see.” He narrowed his eyes and regarded her with a fierce and

moment, he suddenly turned to the bodyguard. “Grab a bat

their ears and were visibly startled by this command. One

at

bolted out of the living

in a cold sweat. She was trembling with fear by this

shifted her body away from Odell and cast a desperate look at him.

had she done to deserve such treatment? All she did was scale a

teacup before swiping a glance at her. “This is your punishment for trying to escape and forcing Tara to

herself. What’s that

another sip of

room previously returned with an iron bat and said in a hushed voice, “Master Carter, this

pondered for a moment, and decided. “Start

bodyguard answered dutifully, “Yes,

to Sylvia and said,

clenched her legs

not want

legs out if you have to, ” Odell frowned and

“Odell, stop this. I’m begging you. I promise I’ll

with a pleading look, filled with