Chapter 359
Odell was the one who left for his business trip, but Sylvia felt like the house was empty. At night, after
she accompanied her kids to bed, she went back to the master bedroom and slept alone there.
She had already told Isabel and Liam that she could no longer sleep with them at night, or else they
would only cultivate a bad habit.
Two days went by in the blink of an eye.
That afternoon, Sylvia headed to the art association office to conclude the unfinished meeting from the
other day.
She had originally refused to attend, but Christopher had called her twice and texted her a bunch of
messages, asking her to judge the Westchester Art Competition which was hosted specifically for the
students.
Sylvia eventually agreed, hence her attendance.
The atmosphere of the meeting was a lot better than last time. Other than Ariane and Renna who
intentionally avoided her, the others were rather friendly and even greeted her with a smile. Some of
them even took the initiative to apologize to her about the previous meeting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe meeting progressed smoothly.
After the meeting, Sylvia went to the toilet and accidentally overheard Ariane and Renna’s
conversation.
Renna asked, “Ariane, have you contacted Tara anyhow? I texted her, but she doesn’t even reply to
any of my messages. Is it true that she broke up with Odell?”
Ariane answered with a sigh, “I heard that it’s true. Sylvia already remarried Odell, and since the
romance has been reignited, Tara must have broken up with him. I bet she’s suffering a lot
now.”
“Do you think we should visit?” “I don’t think so. She doesn’t even want to talk to us. What makes you
think she wants to see us?”
“I guess you’re right.” The gossip ended when the two of them left the toilet. Sylvia then came out
shortly after. The last time she saw Tara was at the art academy where she had informed her about
Edmund’s drunken situation at Lush Heaven. She had a feeling back then that Tara must be planning
something malicious.
She even wondered if Tara still harbored feelings for Odell. However, judging from Tara’s outfit from
that night and Odell not even laying a finger on her, even if Tara still had feelings for him, Odell would
not be romantically related to her anymore. With the thought put aside, Sylvia washed her hands and
left.
At Lake Victoria Villa, Tara was lying down on her newly bought cashmere couch in her branded silk
pajamas. Her brows were tightly furrowed as she stared at the screen of her phone.
After being chased out of Carter Tower the other day, Odell had blacklisted her number. No matter how
many times she tried, it just could not get through. Fortunately, Odell did not block her on WhatsApp, so
she could still text him. However, despite texting him more than a hundred times since that day, she did
not even get a single reply. He obviously was giving her the silent treatment.
Tara was frustrated. If he did not want to talk to her, why would he arrange a bodyguard to follow her
around? Even if she was out shopping, the bodyguard would follow her, robbing her of any chances
that she could use to accuse or frame Sylvia.
Just when she was about to smash her phone on the floor, the servant came in and said respectfully,
“Ms. Avery, there’s a middle-aged woman at the door looking for you. She said she knows you and that
she’s family. Her name, if I remember correctly, is Ms. Melanie Miriam.”
Tara’s expression changed. She bolted up and said, “Bring her in!”
A while later, a woman with curly hair, heavy makeup, and a crimson red dress came in. She twisted
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Tara raised a brow at her and then said to the servant, “You can go out now. Don’t come in if I don’t call
for you.’
The servant nodded and left.
Tara then looked at the woman. “Mom, what brings you here? I thought I told you to stay away from this
place.” Melanie glared at her daughter with a stern gaze. “If I continue to leave you be, you’ll be
chased out of Westchester by that little bitch.”
Tara was shocked. “H-How did you find out?”
Melanie’s eyes shifted. “Do I even need someone else to tell me? Everyone in Westchester knows that
Odell remarried his ex-wife, Sylvia.”
The name reignited Tara’s frustration. She furrowed her brows and sat down on the couch.
“Odell and Sylvia might have gotten back together, but he still gives me the same sum of money. I’ll
think of a way to snatch him back. You don’t have to worry. Go back. Don’t come here anymore.”
Melanie’s eyes gleamed. “He really gives you the same sum of money as before?”
“Yes, it’s even more than before actually.”
Tara felt slightly better thinking about the huge sum of money that Odell gave her as living expenses.
Melanie also wore a delighted look. She then said, “Don’t worry. If they ask who am I. l’ll say
I’m your aunt. I won’t let Odell know I’m your mnother.”