Chapter 18

Chapter 18 They met each other’s eyes, and not a word was exchanged. After a brief moment, Sylvia

came to her senses and immediately moved to shut the door.

However, Odell scoffed and promptly raised his hand and pushed the door the other way to prevent it

from closing.

Thump! The door slammed viciously against the wall and produced a sharp thump. Sylvia went pale with

horror. She retreated backward and shielded Isabel with her body. Odell glared at her, then turned his

attention to Isabel who was hiding behind her. At the same time, Aunt Tonya stepped forward and

shielded Isabel just like Sylvia did.

Their nervous movements indicated that they were worried about Isabel being taken away. Odell merely

snickered and stepped inside.

As he stared at Isabel, a lot of things that occurred recently started to make a lot of sense in his head.

Liam had always been withdrawn and preferred to be alone. He was never affectionate with anybody, not

even himself and his great-grandmother. He did not like to be touched either. However, ever since he

met Isabel, not only did he find himself a best friend but he even visited her every day to have dinner,

returning home only after dark. On the weekends, he even went out of his way to bring Isabel to their

house. Upon meeting, they would call each other brother and sister, and they slept together in a small

bed in kindergarten as if they were blood-related siblings. He recalled the last time he met Isabel. He

remembered how the girl was friendly with Madam Carter, but as soon as she saw him, she had looked

at him with some kind of disdain.

Similarly, he recalled how he could not find it in himself to have any sort of hostility toward her.

At the time, he thought it was simply by virtue of how cute she was and partly because of her friendship

with Liam. Apparently, there were other factors involved now.

He took another two steps forward to take a closer look at Isabel.

Unfortunately, Sylvia cut off his view. She looked at him like one would a thief and addressed him

directly, “Odell, you’re not welcome here. Please leave.”

Her aggressive manners and eagerness to chase Odell out only aggravated his suspicions.

He looked at her sharply and asked, “Whose child is this?”

Sylvia took a breath and answered calmly, “It’s Aunt Tonya’s granddaughter.”

Odell scowled and stated, “Aunt Tonya never got married because she wanted to take care of

you. How could have gotten herself a child to bear her a granddaughter?”

He immediately exposed her lies.

Sylvia felt a lump in her throat because she did not expect him to know of these matters.

Aunt Tonya spoke up, “Isabel is my nephew’s daughter. He got into an accident two years ago, and since

then Isabel was entrusted to me to take care of.” “Your nephew should share the same surname as you,

so how is it that Isabel’s surname is Ross?” Odell stated. Aunt Tonya fell speechless. “I ended up raising

Isabel. Can’t she share the same surname as me?” Sylvia claimed. Odell chortled. There was not a

chance he was going to believe her.

This was when Isabel suddenly appeared from behind Sylvia and looked at him with her large eyes while

going off like an angry firecracker, “Stinky uncle, what does it have to do with you whose daughter I am?!

Our house doesn’t welcome you, so go away!”

Odell stared at her chubby face. Apart from how she was slightly plumper than Liam, almost every part of

her features resembled Liam’s.

While he was still staring intently at Isabel, Sylvia suddenly nudged Isabel’s head away and told her, “Go

back to the room with Aunt Tonya. Mommy will take care of things here.” A cold flash appeared in Odell’s

eyes. He turned to the bodyguards and commanded, “Take Isabel away!” The two bodyguards were

dumbfounded. They did not expect Odell and Sylvia to know each other, and for their relationship to be

so complex. When Odell repeated his command with more severity, they did not dare to refuse and

rushed to Isabel immediately. In reaction, Sylvia hurriedly took Isabel into her arms. She glared at Odell.

“Odell, this is private property. What you are doing is kidnap!” Odell pursed his lips and declared, “It’s not

kidnapping if it’s my own daughter.”

“She’s not your child!” she exclaimed.

“We’ll find out when I take her to do a paternity test.” Sylvia gritted her teeth.