Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 549

Ramona sighed exasperatedly and stared, “He says he’s got this business trip in half a month and

won’t be able to make it.”

Madam Springsteen frowned sternly. “Even if he’s busy, I’m sure he can make time.” “He’s very career-

focused. I can’t persuade him.” “I suppose it’s normal for him to be busy since he has to oversee the

operations of a corporation all by himself.” Madam Springsteen considered it for a while and noted,

“How about I discuss with the old man and see if we can change the date of the party two days

earlier?

Ramona sat up, then she asked with concern, “Will this disrupt your schedule?”

Madam Springsteen smiled and said, “No, it’s just two days earlier anyway.”

There were two reasons for their return this time. One was to develop their business in Westchester,

and the other was to find a prospective partner for her darling granddaughter.

Her granddaughter had minimal interest in anyone in Westchester apart from Odell himself. Although

Odell was married and had two children, he was already divorced by this point, and his ungrateful ex-

wife was the one with full custody of the children. This meant that the children her granddaughter would

eventually give Odell would be the rightful, legitimate recognized heirs of the Carters. As for that vile

ex-wife of Odell, she had better not be harboring any sneaky ideas of pilfering even a single cent of the

Carters’ assets. All of this was for the future happiness of her darling granddaughter, thus she would

not mind moving the party a week earlier if she needed to. Ramona smiled optimistically. “Alright, once

you have decided on a date, I will inform Odell again. I will persuade him to come to your party.”

“Thanks for the help.”

“You’re like a sister to me. No need for such formalities.”

“Have some tea. This is a locally sourced tea leaf that I brought to you from Loughton. Give it a try.”

Madam Springsteen picked up the teacup and offered. Ramona raised a teacup of her own and took a

sip.

Her dislike for Sylvia had been brewing for a long time even though it turned out that they had

wrongfully accused her of what happened to Madam Carter in the end. Regardless, it was her who had

the audacity to file for a divorce with Odell and take custody of the children. Let their misery be a

window of opportunity for the Springsteen girl to marry into the Carters. If everything bode out well, she

would be the one to benefit most from all of this, since she was closely related to the Springsteens,

Odell’s car arrived outside Sylvia’s gate the first thing that morning. He must have found out that Liam

and Isabel’s winter break had just begun. The two kids always had fun every time they went out with

Oddell. Isabel craned her neck outside the windows in anticipation wlien she found out that her father

was there

After Sylvia put on a thick padded jacket and a little hat for her, she shouted excitedly and almost

impatiently, “Mommy, get dressed too. Let’s go out and play together!” Sylvia patted her head and

rejected the offer, “Mommy has some other things to take care of and can’t go with you. Go ahead with

your brother.” Isabel perched her hands on the side of her hips and pouted angrily, “Why do you always

have things to do?” “Be a good girl and go with your brother.” Sylvia smiled and caressed her cheeks

Liam approached them and hooked his arm around Isabel’s. “Come on, Sis. Let’s go, Daddy said he’s

going to take us skiing today.” Skiing?

Isabel’s eyes lit up upon hearing this magical word. She snorted grumpily at Sylvia before tumine to

leave with Liam.

Sylvia stood behind the living room archway and watched as they ran through the front gate and

climbed into the car. It was only after the car had driven off that she tumed to get back to her tasks. She

went to the studio and was about to mix her paints when her phone blared.

It was a text from Christopher. “Hey, Sylvia, the Springsteen family just moved back to Westchester.

Master Springsteen is a known collector in the international art collectors scene and has been in touch

with our Westchester Art Association. They said that they will be hosting a banquet next Wednesday to

celebrate their relocation to Westchester and invited me and several other artists. The thing is, he is

very fond of your work and named you specifically. I was wondering if you would have time to join us.”

Springsteen? Master Springsteen? When Sylvia was young, she heard from her grandparents that the

Springsteens in their heyday were comparable to the Carters. They ended up moving abroad because

they wanted to expand the scope of their business in international markets. Sylvia’s grandparents were

not very close with the Springsteens. She remembered hearing her grandmother complaining about

how haughty Madam Springsteen was, that she only had eyes for venerable families and had no

respect for common folks like the Rosses. Still, her grandparents had some good things to say about

Master Springsteen himself. Sylvia pondered for a while, trying to decide whether she should accept

the invitation when Christopher sent her another message. “Hey, Master Springsteen just called me

himself and said that he was really hoping to see you. Besides, there’s going to be a lot of bigwigs

showing up at the banquet, so I do hope you’ll make an appearance as one of the representatives of

our art issociation.”

Since he put it that way. Sylvia had no ground to refuse anymore. She replied, “Alright, President. I’ll be

there”