Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 56

In the evening, upon seeing that it was almost time, Sylvia got dressed and was prepared to go to the ball. 

Unexpectedly, Tristan turned up at her doorstep to pick her up. 

Sylvia had just walked out of the door when she saw him. He was leaning suavely against his car in a slim-fit suit. 

Sylvia was taken aback by the sight of him. Tristan was also similarly startled when he noticed her outfit. Although she was dressed a little more refined than usual, she was still rather underdressed for the occasion. 

He quickly wiped the look off his face and asked, “Hey, Sylvia, are you ready?” Sylvia replied, “Yeap.” “Then, let’s go.” Since he had taken the time to drive here, Sylvia was not going to turn him away, so she got into his car. 

They drove to the venue of the ball, but not before stopping outside a private designer boutique. Sylvia was perplexed. “Tristan, what are you bringing me here for?” Tristan cast a look at her, sizing her up and down. Then, he said with a faint smile, “You’re not going to the ball dressed like this, are you?” 

Sylvia was a little offended. “Can’t I dress like this?” 

“Sure, you can dress like this on any other regular day, but we’re going to a dance ball where many important people will be present. If you attend dressed like this, it’s going to reflect poorly on me since you’re my employee, and I’ll get made fun of.” 

was already opening the door as

hesitantly stepped out of the car to follow

Tristan who was a distinguished guest

Tristan again with a quizzical look. Shortly after that, he presented Sylvia with a light pink dress that cinched

it was a particularly artistic design choice, and though the color of the dress was on the brighter end, it was not to the point of flamboyance. After Sylvia put on the dress, they styled her hair for her and touched up her makeup. They had her long hair curled masterfully, so the end product was

a vibrant and youthful look.

and looked at her with

only an employee to him, so she knew better than to protest. After everything was settled, they

ball was held in a private

parking lot was already packed full

for her, the way a gentleman would. On top of being a dashing man, he was also the heralded lord of the Ledgers. His presence immediately

immediately felt countless scrutinizing gazes drawn to her, making her

rarely took her to any places at all, much less a venue of such importance and scale. Even after marrying Odell, she was still treated like

he was her boss, there should be no problem with using him as her shield. Tristan frowned subtly and spun around to grab her by her arm,

looked at her and smiled. “Just take my hand. They’re not going to think much of