Semua Bab Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Bab 1821 - Bab 1830

Ding! Another message followed. “Remember how I used to teach you how to solve a Rubik's Cube?” Caprice's eyes glowed. Could it be... She held each side of the box in her palms and twisted it around until eventually, she heard a mechanical beep. An interface appeared on one side of the cube. It was a three-by-three grid numbered from one to nine. This was all she could see. There were no hints as to what the password may be or any other visual cues. How was she supposed to guess the password? She racked her brain for a while but in the end, still resorted to texting Liam for help. “Liam, what's the password?” Liam replied swiftly, “You know.” Something that she knew? Could it be his birthday? When she entered Liam’s birthday, the box glowed red. Caprice subsequently entered the birthdays of Liam’s parents as well as his siblings. She even tried to enter her parents’ birthdays, all to no avail. What could the password be? She thought she must

Heather stepped through the crowd and began to approach Caprice. She asked while wearing a bright smile on her face, "Caprice, why are you here? Are you graduating this year?" Before Caprice could form a reply, people began to whisper among themselves, “Caprice? Isn’t she the girl from the 21st intake in the faculty of business?” “It is her. She's only a sophomore this year. What is she doing here anyway?” “I don’t think this job fair is open to students from her faculty.” "Definitely not, nor will it ever be. Everyone knows that her faculty is the worst in our university.” “She’s not here to job hunt, I can tell you that much.” “But it looks like she knows Miss Manson. That’s pretty impressive.” Based on her looks alone, Caprice attracted a lot of albeit unwanted attention from her peers from the very first day she entered Sparkrow University as a freshman. Being the quiet and reserved person she had always been, she preferred keeping her social circle restricted

Caprice stared at Heather with gaping eyes. She made herself look as vulnerable as possible to a point where it seemed like she was going to break out into tears at any second. It was a look that garnered sympathy, and it seemed to hold up a mirror against the ones who made fun of her and made them question themselves. The ones in the crowd who were mocking her only a second ago had become silent. They looked at her and were at a loss for what to do. The rest of them stared at Heather expectantly. There was a subtle shift in her expression as she said, "Caprice, we might not know each other very well, but I know you’re nothing like what they’re making you out to be.” This was a deflective answer to cover her hind. She was trying to suggest to the crowd that she did not know enough about Caprice to make any further comments. In her mind, Caprice scoffed at the subversive reply. Before anyone else could get a word out, she remarked, “I know, but even if we’re not very c

Heather grew wide-eyed and speechless. Caprice was the one he should be mad at! She was mingling with a bad lot and never had any serious goals, so what was there to like about her? Shouldn't Liam be upset about Caprice? Why was she the one who had to be on the receiving end of his fury? Perhaps he did not like hearing her badmouth Caprice? Either way, she had too much to lose. She could not lose her position in Carter Tech City. There was a long line of people who would kill to be in her position. She was a prolific member of the Carter Tech City and was Liam's right-hand man. No matter what, she could not let Liam slip away from her clutches. She was not leaving! She blinked rapidly and contained her shock. She hung her head low, swallowed her pride, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn’t mean what I said. I won’t say anything like that again from now on.” Underneath the harsh glow of the ceiling light, a terrific glare highlighted Liam’s expression which made him

The driver made a gesture, inviting Caprice into the car. She hesitated briefly before approaching. As soon as she got nearer to the car, she noticed a man sitting inside. The man looked dashing and elegant in a fitted black suit. He stared ahead with the usual indifferent expression on his face as if there was nothing in the world that could break him out of his stoic silence. Caprice was shocked. Was he here to pick her up? She burrowed into the car and made sure to keep a respectful distance from him. She asked carefully, "Liam, why are you here?" Liam glanced at her. “My mom asked me to pick you up." Caprice pouted. "Oh." So, it was Aunt Sylvia who had instructed him to pick her up. She felt a tightness gripping her, then she said, “You don’t have to trouble yourself if you have work to do. If you want, I can take a cab there myself.” She did not want to inconvenience him in any way. Liam answered curtly, “I have time.” Caprice shot a steal