Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 The more Tara thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She even regretted not making a complete fool of Sylvia before kicking her out of Westchester City that year. 

Fortunately, Odell only loved her now. As long as he did not know the truth, Sylvia could not snatch him away from her. 

However, she definitely could not lose to Sylvia! 

She thought about it for a moment before calling Nesta. 

The moment Nesta answered the phone, Tara said, “Nesta, are you busy right now? I don‘t want to be alone, so I‘d like to stay with you.” 

The next morning, after waking up, Sylvia headed out for breakfast. While walking there, she met a few familiar faces and greeted them with smiles and waves. Some returned her smiles with their own, but many half–heartedly greeted her before rushing off, as if they were actively trying to distance themselves from her like she was infected with a contagious disease. Many of these people had chatted happily with her yesterday, so she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. 

Soon, she arrived at the breakfast hall. 

She saw many people sitting beside Tara and Nesta, and they greeted Tara enthusiastically before chatting happily with her. 

Tara, on the other hand, sat gracefully, only replying to them occasionally. This was until Sylvia walked in. In an instant, Tara turned to look at Sylvia. Everybody else followed suit, their faces cold and expressionless. Some even looked disdainful. Tara smiled and said, “Good morning, Sylvia.” 

Sylvia knew in an instant that Tara must have made up lies to them. After shooting her a cold stare, Sylvia ignored her and sat down at a table. 

At this moment, Nesta, who was seated opposite Tara, spoke up, “Tara, why are you talking to her? Even seeing her pisses me off. What‘s the big deal about being slightly famous internationally?” 

It was quiet in the breakfast hall, and Nesta was not a quiet person, so Sylvia heard every word she said. 

Sylvia immediately shot her an icy glare. Nesta never expected Sylvia to look so vicious. Her eyes trembled at Sylvia‘s reaction. With a 

harrumph, she turned and looked the other way. Tara studied Sylvia‘s cold face and a smirk pulled at her lips. Then, she said, “Everyone, don‘t stand around. Enjoy your breakfast. We still have to continue our still–life painting later.” 

At this juncture, the crowd around Tara dispersed.