Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1287

Chapter 1287 Odell
held Flint in one hand and a briefcase in the other. He had been very busy recently, and she only saw h
im once every four to five days.

The last time she saw him was four days ago. These days, Sylvia was also busy with
work matters and accompanying Madam Carter, so she did not have much contact with him.

She grinned at him. “Odell, did Flint cause you any trouble?”

Odell curled his lips and was just about to say
something when Flint piped up, “Mommy, I was a good boy.”

Then, he buried his face into the crook of his father‘s neck in guilt.

Odell carried him into the elevator.

Sylvia glanced at the little guy and asked Odell, “Where are you taking him?”

Odell handed her the briefcase which she took.

“Nowhere. We‘re going home,” he replied while pressing the button for the first floor with his free hand.

The elevator descended.

Sylvia asked curiously, “Aren‘t you busy?”

“Well, I‘m almost done for today.” “Oh.” She did not ask any more questions or say anything else.

Odell looked at her and saw that her
gaze was fixed on Flint. His eyes subconsciously darkened. Then, he asked,” Why did you come here
anyway?”



Sylvia replied, “I came to look for Flint.” He pursed his lips as the elevator soon reached the first floor.

Odell carried Flint out while Sylvia followed him with his briefcase.

When they passed by the front desk, Shermaine and the colleague beside her stood straight and looke
d at them with polite smiles.

Shermaine even said, “Goodbye, Master Carter and Mrs. Carter.”

Odell walked straight ahead as if he did not hear her although Sylvia returned her goodbye and followe
d her husband out.

Before long, they were in the car.

The MPV
rolled on the road smoothly. Because he was most likely afraid of being taught a lesson by Sylvia, Flint
refused to get down from Odell‘s arms.

Sylvia could not help but pat his little butt. She deliberately
lowered her voice and called out to him,” Flint Carter, come here right now.”

Flint turned his head and looked at her carefully with his large eyes.

Sylvia shot him a look. “Who let
you run around? Why didn‘t you tell me when you came to look for Daddy?”

Flint pouted. “I just miss Daddy.”

His large eyes were watery.

Sylvia choked up and did not know what to say to him.



His wide eyes flickered, and he said, “I won‘t do it again, Mommy. I‘ll definitely tell you next time.”

The boy‘s usual trick was to pretend to be obedient and cute, but Sylvia was helpless when it came to h

Flint immediately grinned. “Mm–hmm!”

The little boy was certainly adorable.

Sylvia reached out
and pinched his cheek. He giggled, then crawled out of Odell‘s arms and into Sylvia‘s embrace.

Odell pursed his lips and watched them silently.

Sylvia played with the little one for a while, then thought

of something and asked Odell, “I saw Shermaine at
the front desk earlier. Did you ask Cliff to arrange for her to work there?”

“Yeah.”

“Why did you give her a job at the front desk?”

“Cliff was the one who arranged everything. She wanted a job back then, and we needed someone at th


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