Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1304

chapter 1304 A never–ending stream of people came up to greet Odell. As soon as one group left, another would come to take their place.

It took some time before Odell was finally done exchanging pleasantries with them and had time for himself.

He sat down on a couch and picked up a glass of wine to cool himself down.

After that, he took a phone out of his pocket.

It had been over an hour since he sent the last two messages to Sylvia and there was still no response from her.

He was not sure if she simply had not read them yet or if she did not want to reply to his messages.

An irritated look flashed across his face. He tapped rapidly against the display and compiled yet another message, “What are you doing?”

Meanwhile, inside a separate ballroom on the other side of the hotel.

Sylvia was surrounded by a flock of teachers, all of whom were eager to hear about her insights on her paintings. They were currently discussing several particular pieces

of art.

The atmosphere was lively and everyone was scrambling to express their thoughts and opinions on the pieces.

Although Sylvia carried her bag next to her, she barely felt the vibration of the phone inside her bag. She could hardly hear the notification ringing at all.

The atmosphere in the ballroom on Odell‘s end was rather lively as well.

After Shermaine had taken care of what Cliff had instructed her to do, she went to a quiet corner to stand by herself. Soon enough, she caught herself staring at the man sitting by himself on the couch again.

He seemed to be waiting for something. With every few sips of wine, he would glance at his phone as if waiting for a message. Shortly after that, a few people came up to him to chat with him.

Shermaine knew who they were. They were the big shots in the industry.

They had an air of arrogance about them everywhere they went but the moment they presented themselves in front of Odell, it was as if they had shrunk to half their original size.

Meanwhile, Odell sat proudly on the couch as he spoke to them. He wore the same indifferent expression he always had and looked handsome as ever. Shermaine found herself slowly falling for his dashing appearances. She was fangirling over Odell.

She quickly composed herself and adjusted herself back to reality.

Even though she had the chance to interact with Odell with some increased frequency ever since she became his secretary, the man himself would only spare her several glances now and then. On the whole, his attitude toward her was still the same as before. She had hardly gotten to know him.