Chapter 228
Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife
Chapter 228 Isabel took the envelope and ran away to open it. Liam glanced toward the door and sat
down on the sofa.
The two little onesâ mutterings soon sounded.
Isabel said, âLiam, what did Baddie give us? I canât understand it.â Liam said, âItâs a land deed.â âWhatâs
a land deed?â
âItâs a house. Dad gave us each a house.â
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Just as they were murmuring to each other, Sylvia walked in from outside. She wore a sweater with a hat
on her head. There was no makeup on her clean and fair face, but her bright smile and delicate features
were more brilliant than the sun outside. Odell narrowed his eyes. Isabel and Liam, who were discussing
inside the house, also saw her. Their large eyes froze for a moment.
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Then, Isabel immediately scurried toward her like a little rabbit. âMommy! Happy New Year!â She
excitedly ran up to Sylvia who picked her up. Although Liam was not as excited as Isabel, his lips also
curled up. He walked up to her and said, âHappy New Year, Mommy.â.. Sylvia put Isabel down and
hugged him too. Then, she took out two bulging envelopes from behind her back. Isabelâs eyes instantly
lit up, and Liam pursed his lips into a smile. Sylvia bent down and pressed the envelopes into their
hands. She stroked their heads and said with a smile, âIsabel, Liam, this is Mommyâs gift to you. I hope
that youâll be happy and joyful every day.â âThank you, Mommy!â Isabel puckered her lips and kissed her
on the cheek. Liam went up and kissed her other cheek. Then, the little miser Isabel dragged Liam to the
side to open the envelope. Sylvia went to the living room and immediately saw the man sitting on the
sofa. He wore a casual black shirt and held a teacup in his hand, drinking tea.
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When she looked over, he also glanced toward her. His gaze was as cold and indifferent as usual.
Thinking about last night, she took the initiative to smile and said sincerely, âHappy New Year, Odell.â
Odellâs eyes flickered. âMm.â
He still put on airs. Sylvia did not say anything else to him and went to Madam Carter. She smiled and
said to the old woman, âGrandmother, Happy New Year. I wish you good health and luck.â âOkay, okay,
come sit down.â Madam Carter had been waiting for Sylvia to come. She immediately dragged Sylvia
over and asked with a smile, âTell me a secret. Have you released any new work recently?â Sylvia smiled
and took out a painting from the backpack behind her. The painting was not that large. It was the perfect
size to be framed and hung in a room. The painting was of a winter scene with a red plum tree full of
flowers standing amidst the snowy sky. Realistic snowflakes of different sizes fluttered in the painting,
and the plum blossoms were so red and gorgeous that they looked real. This painting technique was
Sylviaâs usualstyle. It was realistic and not exaggerated, but beautiful, bold, and a bit wild. It was
obviously a bleak winter scene, but it gave people a kind of steadfast and unwavering energy. In short,
Madam Carter only took a glance at it and seemed to enter the world of the painting