Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 1988

Freya, Lana, and Piper gladly accepted her invitation.

After they wrapped up their conversation, Caprice logged on to the campus forum. She wanted to see how the situation was developing.

To her surprise, she was unable to access the forum. A message popped up that said the system was currently undergoing maintenance.

Meanwhile, she received a text Piper forwarded to her.

Since she was one of the committees of one of the social clubs at the university, she had received a notice the university officials issued to all the committee members.

The forwarded message read: "What happened this afternoon outside the dormitory this afternoon is a matter of privacy. I hope the students will respect the privacy of the involved student and not spread the information online. Please do your part in passing this message on to your friends.”

Caprice heaved a sigh of relief.

There was no chance they could hope to stop the rumors from circulating on the campus, but knowing that it was not on the internet was enough consolation. As long as the outside world did not know that the daughter of the Stocktons of Glanchester was enrolled in Sparkrow University, that was good enough for her.

By the time they reached Liam's place, the sun was just setting.

sun cast a beautiful glow over the landscape, and the sky was a pastel gradient of amber and orange. Its elusive glow beat against

soon as Caprice got out of the car, she bolted toward him immediately. She cried out

returned a smile and held his

threw herself into

a treasured jewel. He asked in a soft, concerned voice, "Are you okay? What happened at the

but everyone on campus saw me and found out

played with her

Caprice grimaced unhappily.

solemnly, "Uncle John, Aunt Sherry, this is on me.

families of Heather's friends would go to

were suddenly tinged with shock,

and Sherry were

John frowned sullenly.

fine. You were looking out for

showed up as

about all that. Come, let me take you to my studio." Sylvia motioned at Sherry

of wine I ordered just arrived. Care

asked with suppressed interest, "What kind of