Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1334

Chapter 1334

Several days passed.

Over the last few days, Odell had been coming home earlier than usual. Sometimes, he would
be home before

the sun even went down.

Perhaps he did not have much to do at work.

It was also partly because Aunt Tonya and Sebastian had their hands full taking care of the three kids.
With Sylvia absent and Madam Carter in her usual sickly state, Isabel and Flint demanded more
attention than usual which meant Odell had to head home earlier. Fortunately, Liam was disciplined an
d independent as usual.

It was barely evening today and Odell’s car was already parked in the driveway.

He had only walked into the yard when he heard sharp shrieks coming from inside the living room.

It was Flint running around and screaming.

Isabel was chasing after him and screaming for him to

stop running.

Behind them were Aunt Tonya and Sebastian, imploring

them to stop running around.

Odell quickly armed into the living room and was greeted



by the sight of Flint running around with a tiny wooden

bench held over his head. He was running around

frantically like a headless chicken.

Isabel was chasing after him, and she was carrying two

balls as she ran.

Despite Aunt Tonya and Sebastian’s incessant pleas, the

kids refused to listen and continued their chase.

They knocked over many things all across the living

room, including several tableware and glasses. It looked

like a hurricane had torn through the living room.

Odell wrenched his face in fury and yelled, “Stop right

there!”

His imposing roar seemed to be effective as a wave of

silence swept over the living room in an instant.

Isabel screeched to a stop.

Flint noticed that his sister had stopped chasing him and stopped as well.

Aunt Tonya and Sebastian heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, their salvation was here.



Odell glared at Isabel and Flint and asked sharply, “What are you two doing?”

Flint pouted and put on his most innocent look. “I don’t know why Sister wants to hit me. I accidentally
touched her bag, then she got angry and started chasing me.”

The sweet, tender way in which he spoke would evoke sympathy in just about anyone.

Isabel was furious upon hearing this. She raised the ball in her palms and took aim at Flint. “You fatso
Flint, are you sure it was an accident?”

Flint acted squeamish and fended himself. “I tried to stuff a toy inside your bag to make you happy.”

Isabel shouted, “A toy! Are you sure it was a toy?!”

Flint continued to whimper
squeamishly. His eyes were round and cartoonish. “Yeah, it’s fluffy and cute, it’s a

toy.”

Isabel was speechless.

She turned around and went to the trash can. She

grimaced as she reached into the trash can and pulled something out of it.
She quickly tossed it in Flint’s direction, refusing to hold it for even more than a second.

Flint dodged out of the way.

The so–called toy fell in front of Odell.

He grimaced, and a dark look flashed across his eyes.



It was not just a simple toy. It was a miniature toy mouse that seemed just like the real thing.

Isabel was deeply terrified of mice. Sometimes she would even fling her phone across the room if the vi
deo she was watching happened to have a mouse show up.

One could only imagine her fright the moment Flint shoved such a terrible, trauma–
evoking toy into her bag.

The brat must have done it on purpose.

To make matters worse, he was trying to play it off like it was unintentional and act like he
was the victim.

Odell took a deep breath and turned to one of the housemaids. “Throw it out.”

The housemaid quickly picked up the toy mouse and paddled out.

Isabel seemed relieved to see the threat eliminated. Still, she was very upset at Flint.

Flint must have realized that he was in big
trouble now, so he quickly avoided his sister and father’s gaze and played it off
as if nothing had happened.

Odell looked at him and rebuked him sternly, “No more games for
you today. Go back to your room, you’re

grounded.”

Flint whined, “But Daddy…”

“&125;



Odell refused to hear excuses. “Are you going to
head up there yourself or do you want me to carry you?”

Flint looked at Isabel.

Isabel seemed to soften up for a brief instant, but she quickly turned away from Flint and refused to

acknowledge him.

“I’ll go up by myself.” Flint whimpered, he kept his eyes on the ground and slowly walked up the stairs.

His soft whimper evoked so much pity, the poor boy

seemed devastated.

Even though Aunt Tonya and Sebastian knew that Flint was merely exaggerating to gain their sympathy,
that it nearly worked. Their heart ached to

see Flint in such a state.


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