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Chapter 561
“Mommy!” Isabel scuttled away from Aunt Tonya and ran toward her mother.
Sylvia carried the little girl in her arms and sat down beside the quiet little boy
She then smiled at Aunt Tonya. “Aunt Tonya, I’ll take care of them. Why don’t you go have some rest?”
Aunt Tonya rubbed her eyes tiredly. “Okay. you too.” “Thank you.”
Aunt Tonya then went out of the room.
Sylvia sat down on the bed with both of her children in her arms
The two little ones looked at her and the girl asked, “Mommy, why is your face red?”
Sylvia recalled Odell’s forceful kiss and it made her blush even harder.
She gasped for air and forced a smile on her face. “Maybe it’s the wind.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Are you sick again?” Isabel then got up and put her tiny hand on Sylvia’s forehead. Her soft and warm
hand stroked the forehead for a few seconds before she retracted it. She could not tell if her mother
was having a sever or not.
Sylvia smiled and stroked her head. “Don’t worry, Mommy is fine” The little girl hummed a reply
obediently Liam then asked, “Mommy, you’re early today.”
“The event ended early, so I came back.”
Liam tilted his head and stared at her with his obsidian-like eyes. He was a four-year-old but his gaze
felt like an adult. Sylvia nervously blinked a few times.
Liam pursed his lips and hummed a reply before he continued playing with his toy.
Sylvia sighed a breath of relief. She accompanied the two of them until they were sleepy. After she put
them to bed, she got up and returned to her room.
Meanwhile, at Carter residence, Odell had been sitting beside Madam Carter’s bed ever since he got
horne. A while later, the phone buzzed. He pulled it out and answered, “What did you find”
Hill’s voice came through the phone. “I found out that the Second Master is teaching elective PIA
classes in the Art Arademy, but he didn’t jolat the same time is Madam. He was amely there a month
brlore Mariann joined”
Odell furrowed her brows. “Since when did the Art Academy provide elective piano courses?”
“I’ve checked on that as well. This elective course was introduced just last year and since Second
Master is a musical genius from Liberty Music Academy, they had been wanting to invite him to teach
at the academy.”
“Does he have any other jobs in Westchester City other than this?” “So far we only found out that he’s
teaching at the Art Academy.” Odell’s gaze turned frosty. “What about his mother?” “She’s still abroad.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe men we arranged there informed us that she has been living more or less the same routine daily
and would only go out shopping once in a while.” The frostiness in Odell’s eyes softened a bit. He
continued, “Continue to keep an eye out on her. Send someone to the Art Academy to watch Thomas
as well. Starting from the next semester, I want to know every interaction he has with Sylvia.” “Yes, Sir.
I’ll make the necessary arrangements.” The call ended. Odell pocketed his phone and stared out the
window. Thomas was a few years younger than him. He was not exactly close with his brother but
there was no conflicting interest as well. Even though Odell chased Thomas’ mother out of the
company back then, there was still no argument between the brothers. However, as a widely
recognized musical genius, why did he not pursue his musical career or even teach in a more
prestigious institute such as the one he graduated from? Why would he come to Westchester City to be
an elective course lecturer? He was teaching in the same place as Sylvia and joined the institute a
month earlier than her.
The coincidence was uncanny.