Chapter 971

"Then, I came back." Odell smiled and pinched her face, asking, "Why did you suddenly go to see a painting exhibition this afternoon?" Sylvia's eyes flickered. "It's boring just being at home." Odell pursed his lips silently. She looked up at him with glowing eyes. "Can you open the door on the third floor?" "Do you want to continue carving?" He looked at her with a sharp gaze. Sylvia hurriedly avoided his sight and said, "I want to paint." "Do you really just want to paint?" She continued to avoid his eyes and hummed. Odell smiled. "Sure. I'll open it tomorrow morning before I leave." "Okay." ... The next morning, after Odell left for work, Sylvia arrived on the third floor. She raised her hand and pressed on the door handle. Creak. The door of the room was pushed open. Her eyes lit up and she immediately walked in, going past the painting area to the carving section. After walking to that side, the light in her eyes instantly dimmed. There was not a single carving to