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?” 

the silent atmosphere in

and

then nervously looked

Her hair was pulled back neatly, revealing her delicate and elegant facial features, but there was a brazen frostiness on

froze. She had come to visit and bring him  dinner, but she found him alone with his secretary in the

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

not what you think! I was handing Master Carter the water and accidentally spilled it on him. I tried to help wipe it, but Master Carter stood up, and I bumped into him. It’s

thought Sylvia would accept the explanation,

her

even hold a flask of water properly? You just have to spill it on him

wore innocence on her face. “I… I really

her. “Do you think

for a multinational company CEO, she  could not

especially considering the

the appropriate words. All she could do was stand there helplessly with an innocent expression.

LIITIL 

face reminded Sylvia of Tara.

Sylvia turned to Odell. “She can‘t even hold a flask properly and affected

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turned to Odell, her face thick

frowned. He looked at Sylvia and said

disbelief. Shermaine bumped into him, yet

was great as a secretary, or was it because he had spent too much time with her to

developed

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

it‘s the flask or bumping into me.” He appeared stern, especially with

years since they lived a good life together, and he had never once