Chapter 421
Sylvia’s pale lips stayed tightly closed, her eyes utterly devoid of feelings.
It was clear that she planned to ignore Odell entirely.
He shouted, “Answer me!”
Sylvia’s mouth remained closed.
Odell lowered his head so that their gazes met and he was so close that the tips of their noses were touching. With a low voice, he spat, “So you plan to never talk to me again?”
Sylvia kept silent.
Odell was so infuriated that his veins were about to pop.
However, Sylvia seemed calm and completely unbothered.
It was as if whatever Odell had said just went in one ear and out the other.
Odell was at his wit’s end but his hands were tied.
He let go of Sylvia and walked toward Madam Carter’s room.
The same as what he had been doing the past few days.
Sylvia did not stay either. She turned her wheelchair around and returned to the bedroom.
In the afternoon, on the same day.
Sylvia was making a wood carving in the yard when Tara walked in through the gate.
As soon as Tara entered, she immediately noticed Sylvia in her wheelchair and the cast around her left calf.
She quickly walked toward Sylvia and asked in a faux-friendly manner, “Sylvia, what happened to your leg?”
Sylvia’s hand paused, her carving knife frozen in mid-air.
However, that was all that happened. She then continued carving and completely ignored Tara.
Noticing that there was nobody else around them, a smirk pulled on Tara’s lips before she taunted, “ Did Odell break your leg?”
Sylvia lifted her head, her eyes cold and emotionless as she stared at Tara. “Yes, Odell Carter hired somebody to break my leg.”
Tara had never expected such an answer from Sylvia, and for the latter to answer so nonchalantly too.
She was instantly taken aback, unsure of what to say.
Sylvia stared at her and asked, “Are you happy now? If you are, then please kindly disappear from my view.”
Seeing Sylvia trembling with anger, Tara laughed gleefully.
“Sylvia, don’t be like that. I didn’t do that on purpose.” As she spoke, she picked up the Rubik’s cube before putting it back on the table in front of Sylvia. Then, she grabbed a wooden crown that was also on the table. “What is this?”
Sylvia immediately grabbed hold of Tara’s wrist. “ Put it down.”
Sylvia was also holding onto her carving knife with the same hand as she had not managed to put it down.
With a glint in her eye, Tara forcefully pulled her hand out of Sylvia’s grip.
As she did so, the back of her hand slid across the blade of the carving knife.
“Ah!” screamed Tara the next moment.
Fresh blood began spilling from Tara’s hand.
Sylvia frowned.
At the same time, Odell’s car had just pulled to a stop right outside the gate.
As soon as Tara noticed the car’s arrival, she cradled her bleeding hand and started crying, “ Sylvia, I really didn’t mean to break your carving.
I apologize if I upset you but why did you have to threaten me with a knife…”
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