Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 964

Chapter 964

John shook off the hand
that she slapped away. He glanced at the two people in the front row with a grim gaze. “You two, get

out.”

The driver and Peter hurriedly got out of the car.

Then, his straight figure approached Sherry, and one hand reached for her face again.

Sherry sat in place, her hands clenched into fists by her side as she looked at him coldly. Just when his
hand was about to squeeze her face, she suddenly got up.

Bam!

With a heavy sound, she pressed John back against the car

seat. She pinned him down, clutching his collar with both hands, and asked him coldly, “What did you gi
ve them?”

Her face was red, and her eyes were full of hatred and killing intent.

John was stunned for a moment. Then, his face returned to normal. “Seems like I‘ve treated you too we
ll these few days.”

“Cut the crap!” Sherry directly grabbed his neck, her gaze sinister. “Tell me. What exactly did you give t
hem?”

John narrowed his eyes. “Don‘t
you want to help the Fowlers and your childhood friend get through their crisis?”



Sherry‘s gaze stiffened, but only for a moment. She tightened

her grip on his neck again and
said coldly, “Syl is my best friend. If you lay a finger on her, I‘ll drag you to hell with me!”

“So, you don‘t care about the Fowlers and that childhood friend of yours?” he asked.

“Yes, I don‘t give a damn about them!”

She really looked as if she wanted to strangle him to death. He suddenly curled his lips and laughed. “S
o, the Fowlers and your childhood friend combined aren‘t as important as this best friend of yours. If I h
ad known that, I would‘ve gone after that friend instead.”

“Don‘t you dare!” Sherry snorted coldly. “Do you think Odell is a pushover? If you dare to touch Syl, he‘l
l bury your business empire in Glanchester along with you!”

John merely laughed. “You‘re right. After all, he didn‘t even spare his own brother.”

Sherry froze. Why was he going along with her words?

Seeing her stunned look, John laughed and said, “Sherry Fowler, do you think I‘m an idiot?”

She frowned.

“If you can guess it, so can I.”

She froze again. The moment she let her guard down momentarily, he suddenly grabbed her hands hol
ding his neck.

The next second, she was pushed off the car seat and fell onto the floor.

He loomed over her as she cried out from the impact.



John pinched her face, his expression grim. “You‘re just a plaything to me. Do you think I‘ll offend the ri
chest man in Westchester for a plaything?”

Sherry‘s chest tightened as she pursed her lips.

He lowered his head, approaching her eyes. His gold–
rimmed glasses almost pressed against the bridge of her nose. “This time, I‘ll spare you for the sake of
your friend coming all the way to secure the cooperation for me. Next time you dare to make a move ag
ainst me, I‘ll chop off both your hands and feed them to the dogs.”

After saying that, he squeezed her hand hard.

Sherry immediately gnashed her teeth so that she did not cry out.

John snorted, then got up and sat back down again.

Sherry tried to get up by propping herself on the ground, but when she was about to get up, he kicked h

Bam!

She fell to the ground miserably, then she looked up and glared at him.

John pushed up his glasses and looked at her with a smile.

Sherry gritted her teeth fiercely, swallowed
back the curses that reached her throat, then got up and sat back down.

When Sylvia woke up from her nap, the car had already driven into Westchester City. It did not take long

Sylvia thought about the three little ones, got out of the car, and ran inside without looking back.



While running, she called out, “Isabel, Liam, Flint, I‘m back!”

Her voice was crisp and clear. The birds in the surrounding trees fluttered and flew away.

The man, who had not gotten out of the car yet, was also speechless.


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