Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 968 

Half an hour later, Sylvia arrived at a pedestrian street near the Art Academy 

The street architecture and installations exuded a vintage and scholarly feel. Various stores were interspersed with the galleries and several small art stores, among which were two sculpting studios. 

Sylvia went in for a stroll. 

Some of the carvings were not very skillful, but they had a distinct design. Sylvia bought two trinkets to carry in her hand and then continued to stroll inside. 

Unknowingly, she reached the end of the street and entered an open painting exhibition. 

In front of her was a moderately–sized square filled with paintings of all kinds. 

Sylvia was confused for a moment, but her steps did not stop as she walked toward the paintings. 

Some of the paintings were mature, some were childish, some were introspective , and some were cheerful and with a lot of personalities. It did not seem like they were the work of students of the Art Academy. Instead, they looked like they were painted by a professional. 

Sylvia did not think much about it. She drank the lemonade she had just bought and weaved in and out of the aisles to admire 

the painting. 

a young woman heading in her direction. The woman wore a white A–line skirt and had long hair.

and haughty, as if she wanted to smile but could not bring herself to

to look behind her,

looking at me? But

toward her again.

It was obvious that she

mistaken then.’ Sylvia did not think much about it and turned around to continue looking

turned ashen. Then,

painting after painting and did not leave a single one behind.

did not catch her eye, she would just

she also came to the end of the exhibition, where a group of people with work tags on their chests, seemingly the staff of this

threw the cup of lemonade into the trash can next to her and was about to turn

at that moment, someone in the crowd

stopped their

curiously. The man who called her looked like he was in his thirties or forties, with a beard and hair that went past his ears. He looked very scholarly and somewhat unapproachable, but he was looking at her with a glowing gaze. It