Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 1071 Christopher laughed. "I'm using my decades of experience to vouch for you as a judge. I’d be ruining myown credibility by fooling you." Simon looked at her seriously.

president's words." Sylvia pursed her lips silently. She did not feel that her current level was bad. She just felt that it was not good enough. Christopher glanced at Simon. Simon thought for a few seconds and said, "There's still half a month before the art competition starts. Think about it again and give us an answer three days before the competition. Whether or not you're willing to be a judge, the president and I will accept your decision." Christopher added, "Yes, Simon is right. Please think about it." Since they had put it that way, it would be ungrateful for Sylvia to refuse. She responded, "All right, I'll give it some serious thought." After dinner, Sylvia walked out of the restaurant together with them. The night was very dark, and the cool wind whistled. Sylvia shivered and said goodbye to them. Christopher offered to send her home. She was just about to refuse when a tall and straight figure appeared in her peripheral vision. Sylvia quickly looked at the roadside. A dazzling black sports car was parked there. Beside the car, a man wearing a black suit leaned lazily against the car door, his eyes looking at her. With that eye-catching appearance, who else could it be if not Odell? Sylvia said to Christopher and Simon, "President, Simon, you don't need to see me off. My husband is here to pick me up. I'll go now. Bye." Christopher and Simon smiled together and said goodbye to her. Sylvia immediately ran over to Odell. He straightened up. The moment she came over, he draped the suit jacket he had just taken off over her body, and wrapped one arm around her. Then, he touched her cheek and asked in a low voice, "Are you done talking?" Sylvia smiled at him. "Yeah, let's go home." Odell curved his lips in a smile. "Okay." The black sports car drove smoothly in the direction of the old Carter residence. Sylvia told him everything about how Christopher and Simon had tried to persuade her to become a judge. Then, she asked, "Odell, do you think I should go?" Odell's eyes were on the road ahead as he asked, "Do you want to go?" "I didn't want to go at first, but now I'm not sure." "Then think about it first." He looked at her, smiled, and said softly, "Whether or not you go, I'll support you." Sylvia's heart stirred, but she held back a smile. "Of course you have to support me. Would you dare not to support me?" There was an arrogant expression on her face. Screech!