Chapter 202 Tara‘s eyes flickered, and her expression turned icy for a split second.
This fool! Her claim of their friendship was merely out of politeness, and she could turn a blind eye to
her for causing trouble by scolding the children in front of Odell. How dare she turn around and accuse
her now?!
Nesta immediately recognized the look of displeasure and contempt on her face. She narrowed her
eyes and said nothing before turning around to heat out.
Tara scoffed and shouted, “Useless idiot! Get out!”
Wh.
After Tara and Nesta left, Sylvia was still in the yard looking at the finished paintings of the students.
It was only until lunchtime when someone wanted to invite Tara and Nesta to eat that they found out
that they had left. It was clear that they had left out of anger. Everyone knew this was the reason, so
they simply smiled and move on.
Tara would not be of much help even if she stayed anyway. Her attitude was brash and off putting, and
nobody ever dared to approach her for advice.
Meanwhile, Sylvia was the renowned Ms. Sunflower. She was not only willing to look at the paintings of
the students, but she was also very eager to discuss techniques and other particulars with them. She
would even take the time to share her own experiences with them.
She was superior to Tara whether it was in terms of artistic skills or personality. There was simply no
contest
Sylvia raised an eyebrow upon hearing the duo had left.
Good riddance. They were an eyesore anyway.
The day passed in the blink of an eye.
The event had come to an end. Tomorrow, everyone would be leaving Glanchester and heading back
to their respective homes.
However, Sylvia could not hold off their fervent hospitality and was invited to dine out with them. Isabel
being a favorite amongst them did not help either.
Sylvia brought Isabel and Liam with her and went to a nearby restaurant for a dinner. They ate until it
was midnight when she took the children back.
Just like the last night, Sylvia helped them shower and had them change into their pajamas. Then, she
sat on the bed and played some games with them.
After playing for a while, she was about to tell them a bedtime story to put them to sleep.
That was when Liam suddenly asked her, “Mommy, can we go back a little later tomorrow?” He was
sitting right beside Sylvia and looking at her with his pearl–like eyes. Sylvia was taken aback by this
request. Tasbel‘s eyes glowed as well at this notion, she hugged Sylvia‘s arm and requested, “Mommy,
we don‘t have to go back so early tomorrow. I want to spend more time with you!” Sylvia understood
what they were trying to say.
As soon as they got home tomorrow, they would be heading straight for the Carters‘ residence where
the children would have to be separated from her again. If they went back later, they could prolong their
time with her. Sylvia agreed, “Okay.” Glanchester was a wonderful city with beautiful, scenic views. She
would spend more time there and play with them before heading back tomorrow.
The next morning, under the protection of the bodyguards Ben and Jacob, Sylvia took Isabel and Liam
to a park in Glanchester. It was winter, so there were no signs of any brightly–colored flora in the park.
Only the sight of pine and cypresses spread out across a patch of white soil. The weather was fine, and
the sun hung above the sky without any clouds. Sylvia pitched a tent and prepared the snacks. She
had also bought two large kites for the occasion.
After setting up the tent, she flew the kites with the children.
Isabel did not need her help at all. She took off and ran down the field the moment she got the kite.
Meanwhile, Liam seemed to take very little interest in kites. He only took it after Sylvia had it set up and
readied it for him to fly. He did not even run with it. Instead, he immediately plopped down and sat
cross–legged on the ground, holding the spool of the kite in his small hand and toying with it while he
looked up at Isabel‘s kite flying in the air. Sylvia patted his head and asked, “Liam, don‘t you want to
play with the kite?” Liam shook his head. Sylvia asked him again, “Do you like flying kites? If not,
Mommy will play something else with you.” Liam replied, “I do like it.”
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