Chapter 1638

Chapter 1638

On the other end of the phone, Sherry frowned uneasily as she read the text she had just received from Sylvia.

John was looking for her?

How did he find out that she survived the fire?

The thought unsettled her. She condensed everything that happened to her in Glanchester in recent times, starting from the point

where Madam Stockton got into a tragic car accident and was hospitalized for a long time. She told Sylvia everything that

happened to her when she was imprisoned by John in his house buried and hidden deep within the forest that was later set on

fire. She laid out all her traumatic experiences of how she was starved in the house. She told everything she could.

Ding!

Sylvia sent a reply immediately after she read Sherry’s long paragraph, “So you're saying that he was the one who burned the

house down? | can’t believe this, he tried to kill you!”

Sherry was still unsure at this point and answered, “I think it’s him.”

Why would a forest fire start out of nowhere otherwise? Someone must have done it and John was the first one on the list since

no one hated her as much as he did.

Sylvia replied, “What a heartless, vicious man!”

Sherry took a deep breath and replied, “I was the one who broke his heart nine years ago, he had to go through a lot because of

me. Even his mother is permanently bedridden because of me, it only makes sense that he’d hate me and want to see me dead.”

Sylvia protested. “What happened to her mother was because of the car accident, what does it have anything to do with you?”

She continued, “And what’s this about breaking his heart nine years ago? What happened back then?”

Sherry was tired of explaining and brushed it off. “It’s all in the past now, | don’t want to talk about it.”

Sylvia went back to her previous concerns. “How are you doing now? How did you manage to escape? You're not injured, are

you?”

Sherry replied, “A friend managed to break me out before the fire started, I’m not hurt, don’t worry.”

Sylvia was relieved to hear this. “Alright, that’s good to know.”

Sherry considered for a moment and sent another text, “Hey Syl, promise me you'll keep the fact that I’m still alive a secret.”

She knew it was a matter of time before John approached Odell.

Sylvia assured her. “I understand, don’t worry about a thing.”

Sherry grimaced and put down the phone.

Westchester, Carter’s household.

Inside Sylvia's studio located on the third floor.

She sat by the window and reread the string of exchanges she just had with Sherry and frowned

unnervingly the entire time as she was feeling incredibly restless.

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John had Sherry locked in the house and went as far as to set fire to the house! How could this be? Did he hate Sherry that

much?

She was in disbelief.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps marching up the stairs.

She hurriedly put away her phone and turned to see who was coming up.

In came Flint.

He was dressed in a panda costume and tumbled through the door with his weight hanging on the door handle. He stared at

Sylvia with his eyes round and wide.

The child had been causing a lot of trouble lately and received a fair amount of scolding from his mother.

He was still very cautious about approaching Sylvia and did not dare to step further into the room. All he did was pout by the door

and try to get Sylvia to lower her guard using his charms.

Sylvia cocked an eyebrow and asked, “What is it you need, Flint?”

Flint carefully approached her and informed warily, “Mommy, Uncle Stockton, and Sister Caprice are here. Daddy told me to call

you downstairs.”

John was here with Caprice?

Something flashed across her eyes, and she immediately glowered.

Flint was frightened by her expression and quickly ran away.

He was out of sight in no time.

Sylvia grimaced tightly.

She took a deep breath and composed herself before heading downstairs.

Downstairs in the living room, John and Odell were seated on opposite ends of the tea table and were conversing about

something.

As soon as Flint bolted downstairs, he went to Isabel and hid behind her.