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!)

number immediately but she could not control the

room for a while before she

sounded, but he

Flint and went to

the little

bed with

her side eased her anxiety. Although she could not completely

headboard of the bed and dozed

arms suddenly felt empty that she opened her eyes and saw

his black suit. The faint smell of wine continued to linger on him, which meant he had

Sylvia pursed her lips.

Flint down, Odell looked at

her head and asked,

her legs on the bed and lay beside Flint. “I’ll be

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

spend the night

She sounded annoyed.

slapped her on the bum and said, “Get

her eyes and

to