Master Odell's Secret Ex-wife by Eggsoup Chapter 1071
Chapter 1071 Christopher laughed. "I'm using my decades of experience to vouch for you as a judge. I'd be ruining
myown credibility by fooling you." Simon looked at her seriously.
"You know that I wouldn't lie to my friends." Sylvia pursed her lips. Christopherand Simon sat
back down, obviously looking more relaxed than before. Christopher said, "Sylvia, to be honest,
before I saw these pictures, I couldn't guarantee that you could paint something that would
satisfy them. However, now, I can be sure that as long as you maintain the standard of these
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpaintings on the day of the competition, you'll definitely be able to convince all those people who
doubt you." Simon followed up by saying, "I agree with the president's words." Sylvia pursed her
lips silently. She did not feel that her current level was bad. She just felt that it was not good
enough. Christopher glanced at Simon. Simon thought for a few seconds and said, "There's still
half a month before the art competition starts. Think about it again and give us an answer three
days before the competition. Whether or not you're willing to be a judge, the president and I will
accept your decision." Christopher added, "Yes, Simon is right. Please think about it." Since they
had put it that way, it would be ungrateful for Sylvia to refuse. She responded, "All right, I'll give
it some serious thought." After dinner, Sylvia walked out of the restaurant together with them.
The night was very dark, and the cool wind whistled. Sylvia shivered and said goodbye to them.
Christopher offered to send her home. She was just about to refuse when a tall and straight
figure appeared in her peripheral vision. Sylvia quickly looked at the roadside. A dazzling black
sports car was parked there. Beside the car, a man wearing a black suit leaned lazily against the
car door, his eyes looking at her. With that eye-catching appearance, who else could it be if not
Odell? Sylvia said to Christopher and Simon, "President, Simon, you don't need to see me off. My
husband is here to pick me up. I'll go now. Bye." Christopher and Simon smiled together and said
goodbye to her. Sylvia immediately ran over to Odell. He straightened up. The moment she
came over, he draped the suit jacket he had just taken off over her body, and wrapped one arm
around her. Then, he touched her cheek and asked in a low voice, "Are you done talking?" Sylvia
smiled at him. "Yeah, let's go home." Odell curved his lips in a smile. "Okay." The black sports
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcar drove smoothly in the direction of the old Carter residence. Sylvia told him everything about
how Christopher and Simon had tried to persuade her to become a judge. Then, she asked,
"Odell, do you think I should go?" Odell's eyes were on the road ahead as he asked, "Do you
want to go?" "I didn't want to go at first, but now I'm not sure." "Then think about it first." He
looked at her, smiled, and said softly, "Whether or not you go, I'll support you." Sylvia's heart
stirred, but she held back a smile. "Of course you have to support me. Would you dare not to
support me?" There was an arrogant expression on her face. Screech! The car suddenly pulled
over. Odell looked at her and narrowed his eyes. "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly.
Say it again." Sylvia's eyes flashed, and she subconsciously replied, "I didn't say anything. You
heard wrongly."