Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife
Chapter 442

Chapter 442

The next second, Odell rushed to the shore and jumped into the water.

“Master Carter!” Violet and the two bodyguards exclaimed in shock.

The bodyguards did not dare to dally and immediately took off their coats to jump into the lake. Violet trembled all over.

She saw a figure fall from the top of the hill.

Although she did not see who the figure was, she saw a wheelchair falling as well.

Who else could the figure be but Sylvia?

She quickly took out her cell phone and called the police.

Late at night, the gorgeous fireworks show ended, and the festival ended on schedule.

The tourists left in satisfaction, and Cloudy Heart Lake soon became silent. It was enveloped by endless darkness and tension.

Next to the hill, a group of professional rescuers was preparing to go into the water.

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With her long hair draped over her shoulder, Tara, wearing a dress, ran over in a hurry.

She looked at Odell's soaked body and hurriedly said, “Odell, a friend of mine who came for the festival told me that she saw you jump into the lake. Did something happen?”

Odell was not in the mood to explain it to her. He fixed his gaze on the lake, ignoring her. Tara's expression changed, and she looked at Violet with a worried face. “What happened?” Violet looked at Odell's face and whispered, “Mrs. Carter fell into the lake.”

Tara immediately exclaimed, “What? How did Sylvia fall into the lake?”

Violet pursed her lips.

The two bodyguards who were stopping Odell also lowered their heads.

Odell's expression was dark and sullen.

The atmosphere around him was heavy and frightening.

Tara quickly shut her mouth and said in a low voice, “Sylvia will be fine.”

Odell continued to look at the lake, ignoring her.

The bodyguards and Violet did not pay attention to her either.

Tara secretly clenched her hands and looked toward the lake.

The night passed, and the sky became brighter.

There were many more pedestrians around the lake.

At the hill was a group of professional rescue personnel.

It had been a night, but they did not find anything.

The weather was cold, and the atmosphere was still tense.

No one dared to speak loudly.

On the top of the hill to the side, a man stood at the spot Sylvia was at before she fell.

The clothes on his body had long been dried by the wind. His face was cold and somewhat pale as he looked at the lake below, and his body exuded a depressed and disheveled aura.

Tara stood behind him. She stayed with him all night.

She shrank her neck and deliberately said in her voice that was trembling from the cold, “Odell, eat some breakfast. You'll only have the strength to continue looking for Sylvia if you eat.”

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