Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1394

Chapter 1394

The driver was spooked by John’s sudden cry and immediately sprang to the task. “Yes sir, right away.”

Caprice shrank into her seat.

She slowly scuttled over to John’s side and wrapped her tiny arms around John’s. “Daddy, is she a bad person? Don’t be angry, I promise to not talk to her again.”

John suddenly jolted back to his senses and realized that

he must have scared her with his sudden outburst.

He pressed Caprice to his chest so she would not see the severe look on his face.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and said softly, I’m sorry Caprice. Did I scare you?”

Caprice weakly shook her head and muttered, “I don’t want to make Daddy angry.”

John was relieved to hear this. “I’m not angry with you Caprice. This person isn’t a bad person, but she’s not exactly a good person either. You’ll understand when

you’re older. Daddy just happened to lose his cool, I’m doing fine now.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really, I wouldn’t lie to you.”

He said as he drew away from Caprice so he could take a look at her face.

Caprice immediately looked up and stared straight into his eyes.

John had recomposed himself and seemed like his usual self. He smiled affectionately at Caprice.

After noticing that her father had returned to his usual self, Caprice seemed very pleased as well.

John smiled. “Did I scare you?”

Caprice muttered, “Hmm.

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John quickly apologized, “It’s my fault, it won’t happen again.”

Caprice smiled and sunk into his arms.

John wrapped his arms around her, a dark glow returned to his eyes as he realized that they were nearing the clubhouse again.

Two years. You decided to return at last, Sherry Fowler.

John put his arms around Caprice and instructed, “Tell the staff that I lost something in there and have them seal off the entire building immediately.”

The security measures were implemented swiftly afterward. It did not take long before a crew of

Caprice looked at John again.

John smiled warmly and carried her out of the car.

The moment he stepped out of the car, a sharp and authoritative look gleamed across his eyes.

At the same time as he was entering the clubhouse with

Caprice in his arms, a white car revved its engines in an adjacent parking lot and promptly swerved into the main road.

Inside the car, Sherry tried to calm her beating heart while urging the driver, “Go faster.”

“You got it, miss.” The driver stomped the gas pedal.

The car quickly vanished from the street and merged into another part of the district.

They could no longer see the clubhouse through the rearview mirror.

Sherry breathed a sigh of relief.

The driver was quite familiar with Sherry and upon seeing her in this state, he casually enquired, “Did you find your target at last?”

Sherry sighed sourly. “I sure did.”