Chapter 422
Sylvia had also spotted Odell’s car just outside the gate.
Usually, Sylvia would have gotten angry at the baseless accusation. She might have even done something to prove her innocence.
However, at the moment, not only did she seem calm on the outside, she was calm on the inside as well.
She could not even be bothered to continue watching Tara’s act.
Instead, Sylvia put the crown and Rubik’s cube behind her before she put the rest of her things away. She then planned to go back into the house.
At this moment, Odell was already walking quickly towards them.
He immediately noticed Tara’s bleeding hand.
With furrowed eyebrows, he asked Tara, “What happened to your hand?”
Tara choked back a sob, as if she was unwilling to speak, but her eyes shot over to Sylvia.
Odell looked askance at Sylvia. “Sylvia, stop right there!”
Sylvia did not feel like giving him any attention nor did she want to explain herself. She threw the carving knife that was stained with Tara’s blood onto the floor before levelling Odell with a cold stare.
The look in her eyes clearly said, ‘This was what I used to hurt her.’
Odell’s face darkened.
Things had come down to this yet she still refused to open her mouth to speak to him!
Was she that stubborn?!
Suddenly, Tara cried out, “Odell, this was all my fault. I noticed that she had made a few carvings that looked really nice, so I picked them up to properly admire them. However, I accidentally dropped one and caused it to chip slightly. Sylvia then accidentally cut me in her anger.”
Odell asked, “What was it that you dropped?”
Tara glanced behind Sylvia and answered, “I wasn’t sure what it was exactly.”
Odell looked behind Sylvia too.
Sylvia hurriedly hid her hands behind her back as she clutched the crown and Rubik’s cube tightly.
Odell reached over behind Sylvia.
His big hand pulled open her hands easily, and he soon retrieved the Rubik’s cube with a chipped corner and the small crown.
Both items were not even as big as the palm of his hand. The Rubik’s cube no longer seemed like a cube and the small crown had a simple design.
Both were completely ordinary wood carvings.
He glared at Sylvia. “You cut Tara’s hand because of these two pieces of crap?”
The wound was long, and fresh blood seeped through it continuously.
Odell shouted at a nearby bodyguard, “Get me Dr. Forger immediately!”
The bodyguard rushed off instantly.
Tara then said, “Odell, let Sylvia go in to rest. She doesn’t seem to be feeling well.”
Tara’s eyebrows were knit tightly together and the rims of her eyes were red, obviously trying to endure the pain on her hand.
“Don’t worry about her, she’s more than fine.” Odell replied before he said to Sylvia, “If you don’t apologize to Tara right now, don’t even think about going into the house! ”
Sylvia kept her mouth closed.
Time ticked by.
Dr. Forger soon emerged with a first-aid kit.
Sylvia sat unmoving in her wheelchair, her mouth still tightly shut.
Dr. Forger opened the first-aid kit and said, “Ms. Avery, please give me your hand. I need to clean and dress your wound.”
Tara warily stretched her hand out.
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