Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 186 Glanchester City and Westchester City were next to each other, and while they were not far from each other, traveling between them would take about two to three hours. 

From the way Christopher Dendro put it, it seemed that he wanted Sylvia to stay in Glanchester City for a couple of days. Sylvia pondered it for a moment before replying, “President Dendro, may I let you know my answer by tomorrow morning?” Christopher replied immediately, “Of course.” They continued their conversation for a minute or so before ending the call. Sylvia then quickly called Isabel. 

However, it seemed that the child did not have her phone with her as she did not answer, so 

Sylvia decided to have dinner first. As soon as she finished her food, Isabel called back. 

The young girl‘s sweet voice sounded through the phone, “Mommy, why did you call me?” 

laughed lightly before saying, “Isabel, is your brother with you?”. “Yeap, he‘s nearby.” “Get him to listen in on the call too.” “Okay.” Isabel then called for Liam, “Liam, come quickly!” Soon, Isabel said, “Mommy, Liam is here. You can talk now.” Sylvia then said, “Here‘s the thing. Mommy joined an art association previously, and they just invited me to an event in Glanchester City. I‘ll probably be back in around two to three days. If Igo, I won‘t be able to see you both for the next few days. Do you want me to go?” It was not like Sylvia had no choice but to head to Glanchester City; she still wanted to hear their opinions. If her children did not

and she spoke to Isabel, “Isabel? Why didn‘t

then did Isabel speak softly, “Mommy, you must come back soon. As soon

replied, “Of course, I promise.” She spoke with the kids a little more before ending the call. Then, she started packing so that she could leave first thing

left in the morning. In exactly three hours, she arrived at the venue where the Westchester Art Association was organizing their still–life painting event. It was a homestay located in an area with natural beauty. As soon as Sylvia arrived, Christopher and the members of the Westchester Art Association came rushing out to greet her. Sylvia returned everyone‘s greetings before heading to her room

at the foot of a mountain.

was blessed with a stunning view. Right next to where they were set up was a winding stream with bamboo rafts drifting on it, and on the other side was a dense jungle and a mountain range.

were young and unfamiliar, which probably meant that they were students from the Art Academy. Some were busy painting while some were grouped on