Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 2003

Inside the private box overlooking the parking lot, Decker had just wiped his face clean of the wine Isabel had splashed on him. He stood by the window and watched silently as Isabel’s car pulled out of the lot.

His eyes were dark and ponderous. He suddenly grinned and said to himself, "Isabel, you are full of surprises."

He had been missing her day and night for the last five years.

The girl had cast a spell on him. In the past five years, he had got involved with countless beautiful women, all of them no less beautiful than Isabel. And yet, none of them managed to seize his heart the way she did.

Sometimes at night, when he was by himself at night, he would miss her to the point of losing his mind.

Then, he found out that she was active in Westchester. He made time out of his busy schedule and came here to see her.

The way he pictured it in his mind, he expected her shocked reaction upon seeing him to be a mixture of anger and sadness.

He thought that all he needed to do was to whisper some sweet-nothings and briefly cajole her, and that was all it was going to take for her to become his again.

It was a shock to see that she wore nothing but a scowl

along with the faintest trace of a smile. Her surprise upon seeing him barely lasted an instant.

her smile was vicious, haughty, and cold. It was nothing like the affectionate way she

but to make matters worse, she had slapped him and

even threatened him, declaring that Westchester was

as infuriating as

was interested to see what a common actress who survived on her looks could possibly do to

and Marcus to a private

long-running history of more than two decades by this point. Although it

sight. As soon as she entered, the owner greeted her

bottles of your best beer for my two

"Alright."

private room with

of them looked around as soon as they

Isabel tentatively, "Isabel, is this the private restaurant run by the successor of the legendary chef from way

think so." Isabel recalled some of her conversations with the owner. She remembered him talking

serve their regulars. They also say that the owner

turned to Isabel with a queer look as if to

nodded candidly. "I’m

carefully, "I also heard that all of the clients here are some of the richest folks in