Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1461

Chapter 1461

At that moment, the car happened to pull into a commercial street lined with clothing stores.

A shop retailing provocative women’s clothing stood out.

Sherry’s eyes flickered. “Brandon, stop the car.”

Brandon immediately pulled over.

Sherry pushed open the door and got out.

Tristan hurriedly followed her and asked curiously, “Ms. Sherry, do you want to buy some clothes?”

Sherry’s lips curled up. “Yeah.”

The morning passed by.

At lunchtime, John put down his work, took Caprice out for a delicious children’s meal, and returned to the office.

The girl was sleepy after eating, so he carried her into the lounge inside and let her sleep on the bed.

He came out after she fell asleep since he was not sleepy yet.

Sitting on the couch, he drank the tea his secretary

poured, picking up his phone with one hand and casually scrolling through it. He had a habit of checking his friends ‘social media.

He had not looked at his phone since the morning, so there were quite a few new posts.

As he scrolled, he reached a familiar figure. The woman with wavy hair wore a seductive, tight black dress under the smoky light while reclining on a sofa. The dress outlined her curvaceous figure. She rested one hand on her cheek with her eyes closed.

Her posture was relaxed, but everything about her screamed seduction and temptation. She was drop–dead

gorgeous.

She was none other than Sherry.

Sherry was the one who had posted the selfie. In addition to the photo, she added a caption that said, “No work today, so I’m a little bored.”

John narrowed his eyes as his throat bobbed.

A short while later, his finger typed on the comment bar, “Are you that free?”

Sherry replied in the next second, “I’m not as busy as you, Master Stockton.”

As John straightened his collar, he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms in front of him, and looked at the closed door calmly.

About two minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

The rat–a–tat was obviously different from how Peter usually knocked.

He smiled. “Come in.”

The door of the office was pushed open, and a slim and straight figure walked in.

Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, the man’s eyes that initially held a wicked smile froze instantly, and his expression also fell.

“Good afternoon, Master Stockton. Have you eaten?” Sherry asked while stepping closer to him.

“Heh.”

She was wearing a shirt and a black suit, appearing very different from the photo. Even her curled hair in the photo had become straight and was pulled into a ponytail

behind her head.

Her entire physique exuded the capable and professional aura of a corporate lady.