Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 991

Chapter 991

Sylvia glanced at Sherry’s sewing.

It looked like she was sewing a lily. It resembled a flower but it was not exactly beautiful.

All of a sudden, Sherry asked, “Syl, are you hungry?”

The question caught Sylvia off guard. “I’m okay, but I do feel like nibbling on something.”

Sylvia was rather bored.

Sherry then turned to the maid. “Hey, didn’t you hear her? Syl wants something to eat. Hurry up and bring some snacks over.”

The maid frowned, seemingly reluctant to go.

Sherry became agitated. “Are you deaf? That b*stard John told us to take care of Syl. Don’t you know who Syl’s husband is?”

The maid glanced at Sylvia before she went off.

Sherry then turned to smile at Sylvia. The change in her expression was faster than turning a page of a book.

“Hold on, Syl. The maid will bring something over.” Sylvia looked at her friend. “Sherry, are you hiding something from me?”

Sherry had never been a bully before, so why had she been so angry at the maid?

She was also not someone who would love embroidery.

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Sherry’s gaze shifted. She smiled. “It’s nothing. What could I possibly keep from you?”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Of course.” She continued to sew her lily. “I still have to sew. You go ahead and entertain yourself. Don’t disturb me.”

Sylvia frowned.

She wondered if Sherry was completely engrossed in her embroidery or if she was just trying to hide her emotions by lowering her head.

The maid soon brought over some snacks and placed them on the table.

The maid respectfully said, “Mrs. Carter, please help yourself.”

Sylvia smiled at her.

There were some local pastries, a fruit platter and some cakes.

Sherry grinned widely, showing her teeth stuffed with food. “ Then can I have all the cakes?”

Sylvia fought hard to suppress her unusual feeling . “Yeah, go ahead.”

Sherry gobbled all the food in minutes. After she had licked her fingers clean, she asked, “Syl, is there anything else you want to eat?”

“Why don’t you just say what you want to eat?”

Sherry looked surprised . “Uhm… I’m done eating but I feel like having a glass of wine.”

Before Sylvia said anything, the maid intervened . “No. Master Stockton clearly stated that you are not allowed to have any alcohol. If he finds out that I served you any alcoholic beverages, he will fire me!”

Sherry turned to her. “Did I give you permission to speak?!”

The maid was not afraid of her at all. She grunted and continued, “I am doing this for your own good. If you don’t want

to

“Shut up! I’ll slap you to death if you don’t!” Sherry bolted up all of a sudden.

The maid begrudgingly stepped back.

Sherry sat back down and smiled at Sylvia. “Sylvia, don’t listen to her. I’m an alcoholic, John is not allowing me to drink out of concern for me.”