Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 4

Three years later.

“Oh my God, look, it’s Isabel Ross!”

“She’s even cuter in person than she is on TV!”

“Little Belle, look over here! I love you!” Sylvia, who was holding Isabel in her arms, was not expecting to be immediately swarmed by people at the airport the moment she disembarked the plane.

She quickly lowered the brim of her hat and inspected her mask to see if she had worn it properly over her face. Meanwhile, safe in her arms, Isabel started making queer little gestures. She raised her little chubby hands and aimlessly pointed them at the crowd surrounding them, her cartoon-like large eyes blinking every now and then. The gathering crowd cooed. “My God! She’s so cute I could die!” “Little baby, can I be your mommy?!” A sea of fans formed in no time and a bold group of fans chased after them. Isabel waved to them and told them, “Hello, everyone, I already have a mommy! Since you’re all so young, you should all be my sisters instead.”

The group of fans who asked to be her mother responded eagerly, “Okay! We will be anything you want us to be!”

Sylvia smiled.

The little girl could have anything she wanted since she was so likable. She had merely played a filler role in a movie, but that was all it took for her fame to erupt to unprecedented proportions.

It was only with the help of the airport security guards maintaining order that Sylvia managed to emerge from the crowd.

The little girl continued waving her little chubby hands at the crowd, “Goodbye, sisters. Remember to stay safe!”

The crowd continued interacting with her.

It was only after Sylvia entered the vehicle with Isabel that things finally quietened down.

Sylvia proceeded to take off her hat and mask.

Sitting on her mother’s lap, Isabel turned her chubby cheeks to face her mother. “Mommy, I want a kiss.”

Sylvia obliged her and planted a peck on her daughter’s chubby cheeks. Isabel then pursed her lips and gave Sylvia an audible smooch on her cheeks.

This was a common occurrence between the pair of mother and daughter. After she got her kiss, Isabel turned to look outside the window, her eyes filled with wonder. “Mommy, is this where you grew up?” Sylvia suppressed the dark look in her eyes and answered with a smile, “Yes.” The little girl asked again, “So, my brother is here?” “Yes.”

“When can I meet him?” The little girl eagerly turned to her mother.

her lips and told her, “Let’s head to our new home first. Mommy will take you to see your brother soon enough.” “Okay, okay.” The little girl crawled into

ball of cotton. She rested her face against her mother’s chest and fell

look outside the

she

reason for her return was to see the child she had failed to protect and had to leave behind

bouts of crying, had grown into a healthy child. She wondered if her other child had grown up to be as adorable as

child

ago and the thought that if things had gone differently, she would have both her children

traffic was very smooth. It was located in

Tonya had cleaned up the place two days

the time Sylvia arrived with Isabel, Aunt Tonya had already prepared a giant

the time

for a while and snuck outside

residence of the old Madam Carter. Today was her eightieth birthday. The parking spaces around the villa were filled with luxury cars of all

black suit with a bow at the neckline while sitting quietly on the

be an invisible barrier surrounding him that separated

The only ones close

smooth and his complexion was fine. His large eyes were wholly focused on

had to resist the urge to run up to the child. She fixed her eyes on

watched over by the old butler and bodyguards so no one would disturb him was the

also her son that she had missed for

the boy’s blank and adorable expression so that Isabel, who

was playing with the Rubik’s cube, suddenly looked

Sylvia met his gaze.

His cheeks were soft and smooth and complemented his features perfectly.

subconsciously smiled at

Max’s eyes lit up.

this moment when the butler watching Max followed his line of sight and located

Sylvia turned around immediately.

“How did you get