Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1193

Chapter 1193 Shannon‘s gaze shifted. She looked at the kind
and handsome man before her eyes, uncertain if he was being truthful or not.

It sounded genuine , but with Sherry lying down on the couch, would she not distract the man?

Just when she was thinking of some other way to stay with him, the
man lost his patience. The smile on his face turned cold, and so did the eyes
behind his golden framed glasses.

Startled , Shannon immediately said, “I‘ll go back to the room, John. Try not to work too late.”

John merely smiled and hummed a reply.

Shannon coldly sized Sherry up from top to bottom before she left.

Nevertheless, Sherry shut her eyes and did not look at her sister. Her eyes remained
shut even after Shannon left the room. She relaxed her hands and propped
her legs up on the couch to sleep in a more comfortable way.

Some time later, she sensed something shadowing above her head. She opened her eyes and saw Jo
hn standing in front of her, peering down.

He curled his lips. “Comfortable?”

Sherry yawned but did not get up. “It‘s okay. I would like to get a pillow.”

John chuckled. “Get up.”

“Why?”

“I‘m going out. Take these for me.” He tossed a briefcase full of documents onto Sherry‘s belly.



She glared at him. “Where are you going? I thought you had things to do.”

However, he ignored her and went to the door. “If you want dinner, follow me.”

Sherry was forced to get up with the briefcase and followed him out of the house.

The MPV
that he usually took to work was waiting for him in front of the yard. When they reached the gate, the dri
ver and Peter came out to open the door for them.

Peter was dressed in a formal suit which intrigued Sherry.

This bastard is already the richest man in Glenchester, and he still goes out to meet clients in
the middle of the night? Is he a workaholic?‘

Plagued with exhaustion, Sherry yawned countless times along the journey.

The car soon reached a grill that served roast meat, beer, and everything she loved! She had no idea w
hy John

would want to meet a client at this kind of place but it did not matter.

She strode inside with the briefcase before John even came out of the car.

At the same time in the VIP
room on the second floor, several men in suits sat around the table, looking as though their souls had l
eft their bodies.

“Mr. Clarkson, I thought we were supposed to visit Master Stockton‘s office tomorrow morning. Why
did you call us out at this hour?”



“Yeah, and at this kind of place? Master Stockton is really a strange person.” :

The man known as Mr. Clarkson waved his hands to calm the others
down. “As long as we can get the deal, even if he wants us to meet him by the roadside in the middle of

Mr. Clarkson and his dispirited men immediately straightened their backs.

A waiter came in and smiled at them. “Mr. Clarkson, Master Stockton has arrived.”

Mr. Clarkson and the others bolted up, immediately devoid of exhaustion, and were replaced by seeming

infinite energy.

Sherry was brought to the meeting with the sole responsibility of carrying the briefcase.

As soon as they entered the room, she and Peter sat on John‘s left and right sides respectively.

She listened to Peter talk to the clients, and when she received the signal
from John, she would take the documents out from the briefcase and pass them to Peter.

Fortunately, it was a rather casual meeting with scattered conversations here and there. Therefore , She
opportunity to indulge in all the meat she could.


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