Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008 Sylvia winced, and it showed in her lips.

Unimpressed by Queenie’s appearance, Madam Stockton furrowed her brows and gave the former a look to wash up. Alas, Queenie’s full attention was on Isabel who was trying to run away. Unaware of the looks she was getting, Queenie picked Isabel up and pinned the girl down on the seat next to her.

Isabel, held by the scuff of her neck, helplessly remarked, “Miss Lion, you can’t find a boyfriend if you’re so nasty and rough.”

Queenie glared at her. “I might not get a boyfriend, but I’m still going to hold you down!”

Madam Stockton averted her gaze, pretending to see nothing while extending hospitality to Odell and Sylvia. “Mr. and Mrs. Carter, don’t be a stranger. Make yourselves at home.”

She was clearly trying to steer Odell and Sylvia’s attention away from Queenie’s hair.

Sylvia courteously responded before placing a napkin over her lap.

Apart from the occasional bickering between Queenie and Isabel, it was a pleasant lunch.

At the end of lunch, most people had put down their cutleries .

Sylvia had also put down her silverware and discreetly held the paper bag of food in her hands.

It contained some desserts and meat, which Sylvia snuck into the bag while everybody was distracted by Queenie and Isabel’s spat.

Out of nowhere, Julie turned to her and asked with a smile,” Mrs. Carter, I noticed that you packed some food into the bag. Did you fancy the food? Should I tell the chef to prepare some for you?”

Her tone and words reflected eagerness.

Nevertheless, it put Sylvia in the spotlight.

Madam Stockton appeared surprised.

Isabel and Queenie looked at Sylvia in wonder.

Sitting beside her, Odell took a glance at the paper bag Sylvia was clutching onto.

“Thank you, John. I have a weak stomach, so I tend to have smaller but frequent meals. Since my visit was unplanned today, I hadn’t brought any food with me. Sylvia packed the food for me.”

Dumbfounded, Sylvia gawped at him.

Odell looked at her with a smile and tenderly ran his fingers down her hair. “You don’t have to do that for me. Next time, you can just let Madam Stockton know.”

There was a flicker in Sylvia’s eyes. “Oh… Got it.”

Getting a grip on herself, Madam Stockton plastered a smile on her face. “That’s right. No need to take it upon yourself. I’ll have the maid send it to your room.”.

She looked askance at Julie.

Although Madam Stockton was unconvinced the doggy bag was for Odell, Julie should not have put Sylvia on the spot.

Hiding the emotions behind her eyes, Julie apologetically said to Sylvia, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Carter. I was inconsiderate. I should’ve