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Chapter 142
Sylvia choked on the water and immediately climbed back up.
However, at that moment, Sonia’s cold and scornful face appeared in front of her on the edge of the fish
pond.
When Sylvia lifted her face from the water, Sonia raised her hand and struck down.
Smack!
The crisp sound of a slap immediately rang out on Sylvia’s face. Sylvia could not defend herself at all
and once again fell back into the pond.
At the same time, Sonia could not help but raise her chin and laugh as she looked at the weeds on
Sylvia’s head.
“B*tch, this is what you deserve. If you know what’s good for you, hurry back and clean yourself up
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbefore going to Michael. Otherwise, you’ll never see that old woman again!”
After saying that, she grunted and turned around to go back to the manor. Sylvia gritted her teeth and
started to crawl out. It was late autumn now, and she was soaked to the bone. It was only when she
climbed out of the water that her body shivered from the cold. She gritted her teeth tightly and flipped
over, bracing her hands on the stone slab on the edge of the fish pond. However, since she could not
exert her legs to support her, she let her body plop heavily to the ground right after she flipped over. She
curled up in pain. In her blurred vision, Sonia’s arrogant, conceited figure had already walked into the
manor.
It was about time for the exhibition to end, so there were some people in the manor heading outside.
They passed by not far away. When they saw Sylvia on the ground, they were all surprised. “Who is she?
I think I saw her talking to Mr. and Mrs. Ledger inside earlier.” “I’ve never seen her before, but I saw Ms.
Ross push her out earlier.” “I recently heard that Tristan had a huge fight with Mr. and Mrs. Ledger over a
divorced woman. Could that be her?”
“Tsk. Her looks and figure are good, but how could she be so contemptible?”
“Forget it. Let’s go and ignore her. She must have messed with the Ledger and Ross families.”
Their eyes quickly changed from surprise to mockery, and they finally left in indifference. The sun was
still bright, but the cool breeze in the air did not stop. It blew incessantly at Sylvia’s body.
She shivered a few times and crawled toward the place where the wheelchair was tipped over. Her
phone was on the wheelchair. Sherry was probably resting in the car, so she wanted to call Sherry to
come and pick her up. She could not move her calves, so she had to use her hands and knees to crawl
on the ground. Just as she was about to reach the wheelchair, a pair of long and straight legs suddenly
appeared in her line of sight. The light in front of her eyes also darkened. Sylvia could not help but look
up. Then, she met a cold and deep gaze. The man wore an expensive black suit without a single crease.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven the leather shoes in front of her were clean and spotless.
Right now, Sylvia was no different than the dirt he was stepping on. She immediately lowered her head
when their eyes met.
Odell sneered. “Weren’t you supposed to be quite capable? How did you end up like this?” Sylvia
ignored him and reached out a trembling hand to grab the wheelchair. Then, she groped for her phone.
At this time, Tara came up from behind Odell with a delighted smile hidden in her eyes. However, her
voice was gentle as she said to him, “Odell, she looks very cold. Should we call an ambulance for her?”
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Odell looked at Sylvia as she climbed into the wheelchair to find her phone, appearing like a miserable
mongrel. His chest inexplicably felt stuffy. His expression darkened, and he said in a cold voice, “She’s
cold, not sick.” Tara showed a helpless look. “Alright.” Sylvia found her cell phone in the wheelchair. She
rolled over and sat in the chair. After she steadied herself, she smiled coldly at them. “I’m going to call
my friend. If you guys just want to mock me, please do that from far away. Don’t interrupt my call.”