Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 1322 

Odell frowned. 

Horrified, Shermaine immediately apologized, “I‘m sorry, sir! I didn‘t... I‘m so sorry.” She bent over, intending to wipe his pants. 

Odell bolted up immediately, causing her to bump into his crotch. The office went quiet. 

“What are you two doing?” 

A cold voice broke the silent atmosphere in the office. 

Odell pushed Shermaine away and turned to the door. 

Shermaine staggered backward and then nervously looked at the door. 

Sylvia was at the door with the food container in her hand. Her hair was pulled back neatly, revealing her delicate and elegant facial features, but there was a brazen frostiness on her face. 

Her body froze. She had come to visit and bring him 

Chapter 1322 

Odell frowned. 

Horrified, Shermaine immediately apologized, “I‘m sorry, sir! I didn‘t... I‘m so sorry.” She bent over, intending to wipe his pants. 

Odell bolted up immediately causing her to bump into his crotch. The office went quiet. 

“What are you two doing?” 

broke the silent

and

backward and then nervously looked

hand. Her hair was pulled back neatly, revealing her delicate and elegant facial features,

  dinner, but she found him alone with

the frostiness, and his eyes narrowed. Just when he was about to speak, Shermaine beat him

him. I tried to help wipe it, but Master Carter stood up, and I bumped into him.

Sylvia would accept the explanation,

fueled her frostiness.

just have to spill it on

on her face. “I… I really didn’t  mean

at her. “Do you

a multinational company CEO, she  could not even hold a

considering the fact that she ‘coincidentally‘ bumped into him.

tried to explain the situation but failed to find the

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on her face

“She can‘t even hold a flask properly and affected your work. I believe that is sufficient

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She turned to Odell, her face thick with grief.

Sylvia and said gruffly, “She didn‘t do

disbelief. Shermaine bumped into him,

was great as a secretary, or was it because he

had developed feelings for

coldness of anger spread across her body. Sylvia clenched her fists and asked, “Odell, are

purpose, whether it‘s the flask or bumping into me.” He appeared stern, especially with his gruff voice. It seemed like he

It had been three years since they lived a good life together, and he had