Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

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!)

but she could

for a while

but he did not pick

frowned. Then, she carried the sleeping Flint and went

the little ones were

their bed with

her anxiety. Although she could not completely rid herself of the uneasiness, she

against the headboard of the bed and dozed

opened her eyes and saw Odell putting Flint back

wine continued to linger on him, which meant he had just

Sylvia pursed her lips.

Flint down, Odell looked at her and saw that

touch her head and asked,

then put up her legs on the bed and lay beside Flint. “I’ll be sleeping

narrowed his eyes when he saw that she seemed out of sorts and asked,

want to spend the night with the

She sounded annoyed.

the bum and said,

eyes

to three,”