Chapter 593
Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife
Chapter 593
Her whole face looked very charming. Odellâs throat bobbed.
Not waiting for Sylvia to catch her breath, he cupped her face and kissed her again.
Sylvia was speechless.
âThis b*stard!
When he finally let her go again, she quickly took a few steps back and yelled at him, âOdell Carter, did you take the wrong
medication today?â Odell merely smirked seductively as he looked at her.
Secretly calling him a lunatic in her mind, she picked her backpack up and moved to walk outside.
With his long legs, Odell quickly caught up with her.
No matter how fast she walked, he followed along beside her.
In the end, she had to jog away.
She ran to the parking lot, heading straight for her parking spot, and took her keys out to unlock the car door.
Just then, the sound of the car door being pulled open came from the other side.
Sylvia looked up and saw that the man was already sitting on the passenger side, smirking at her.
At this point, she could not kick him out again. She glared at him, quickly got into the car, and drove the car out of the school.
In the office building, Thomasâ tall figure stood in front of the window next to her office. His cold gaze watched the car disappear
around the corner as it drove out of the school gate.
After a while, he took out his phone and sent a message.
Three days later.
Sylvia had two more classes at the Art Academy.
Just like before, she dropped off the two little ones at preschool in the morning before heading to the academy.
It was a full day for her that day.
In the evening, she walked out of the office with her backpack and went to the parking lot, intending on going home.
However , just as she reached the parking lot, a strange man dressed neatly but with disheveled hair suddenly
appeared.
Before she could react, he went up to her and pressed a
pistol against her waist.
Sylvia froze.
With a fierce gaze, he said in a low voice, âScream and I'll shoot!â
Sylviaâs body was covered with a layer of cold sweat as she whispered, âIs it money that you want? | can give it to you.â
The man sneered and stared at her face. âI donât want money. I just want Carter to die.â
Her eyes flickered. âCarter? Whoâs that? | donât know him. | think you have the wrong person.â
âDonât play dumb. | know that youâre Odellâs wife.â
Sylvia forced herself to remain calm and insisted, âI divorced him a long time ago. We have nothing to do with each other now.â
âCut the crap!â He dug the muzzle into her waist with more force.
She quickly shut her mouth. Seeing that she was now complying with his orders, he snorted coldly. âCome with me. If you dare to
play any tricks, I'll kill you immediately.â
Situated next to the parking lot was one of the exits of the Art Academy.
He forced Sylvia to walk toward the exit. The muzzle of the gun was still pressed against her waist. All he needed to do was
squeeze the trigger and Sylvia would have a hole blasted right through her stomach. She did not want to die, so she could only
cooperate with him and walk out.
Soon, they left the Art Academy and came to a secluded path.
Sylvia wanted to try and plead with him again, but she was suddenly whacked on the back of her neck.
Her vision instantly went black.
At Carter Tower.
Odell had just finished an important meeting and was coming out of the conference room when the phone in his pocket suddenly
vibrated.
It was a call from Isabel.
He put the phone to his ear, and the girl's sweet little voice rang out, âBaddie, Liam and | have been waiting at the gate forever.
Why havenât you and Mommy come to pick us up yet?â