Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 1864

Freya swung around and began to get into a screaming match with them. “No! The tickets | bought are genuine. There must be something wrong with the scanner!”

“There’s only one way to find out. Why don’t you let the people in line try it with their tickets?” Despite having passed through the gate, Kenneth stood on the other side and inserted himself into the argument.

Freya shot a glare at him. “Alright, I'll show you!”

With that, she pulled Caprice to the side and let the next person in line step up to the booth. The stranger took his phone with the QR code shown on its display and hovered it over the scanner.

Beep! Green light.

The gate opened swiftly.

The stranger cheerfully strode through the gate.

Astiff silence fell upon them. Caprice and Freya could feel the scrutinizing gazes of everyone around them cast on them. They had turned into laughingstocks.

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Caprice was just as much taken with disbelief.

How could this be?

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Freya would never try to use fake tickets, was she scammed by the scalpers?

“Move!” A grumpy man stepped forward and nudged Freya out of the way so she would not keep holding up the line. Fortunately, Caprice was very alert and held Freya steady so she would not fall.

After that, the line moved forward without any further delay.

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From time to time, the people in line would shoot cross looks at the girls and heckle them, “What are you two standing around here for? Scram!”

It slowly escalated to insults thrown at them, “Oh, bother. Stop playing the victim! Don’t you two have any shame? Get out of here.”

Caprice frowned.

Freya rubbed her eyes and sounded like she was choking back on tears. “Come on, Caprice, let’s go.”

Caprice was just as infuriated.

There were no alternatives, they had to leave.

She took Freya’s hands and tried to lead her away from the crowd. That was when she

The strange whose foot she stepped on must have grown impatient from the wait and lashed out at Caprice, “Scram!” He rudely shoved Caprice out of the way.

Thump!

Caprice was not expecting this at all and staggered forward. She bumped into the ticketing booth before losing her balance and falling to the ground. She landed hard on her knees and winced from the pain.

Moses and his group were on the other side of the gate and saw everything that went down.

Moses frowned disapprovingly when he saw this and wanted to go over to help her, but the crowd still pouring through the gate hindered him from going over to Caprice.

Kenneth chuckled, seeming highly amused. Jonathan seemed to be enjoying this as well. Caprice tried to pull herself onto her feet, but she was slumped over the ticketing booth and the people entering the city no

longer had the patience for her. They stepped over her like she was a bothersome obstacle, and none of them bothered to help her up.

Several times when Caprice looked like she was going to rise on her feet, someone would kick her and send her tumbling to the pavement again.

Meanwhile, inside the security room nearby, Heather stood right next to the window that offered her a good view of the mass of ticketing booths. She stared with amusement at Caprice who was doubled over the ground and smiled devilishly.

At the ticketing booth, Caprice was caught in a difficult situation. Countless pairs of legs stepped past her, completely indifferent to her predicament.

She could faintly hear Freya’s frantic voice ringing in the background. She was trying to get the people to stop for Caprice, but nobody paid any attention to her or the girl hunched over on the ground.

Caprice had no choice but to tough through it, holding her hands over her head.

After what seemed like forever, the people suddenly stopped, and she no longer heard Freya’s voice. She opened her eyes and noticed a jet-black car parked a short distance away from her.

The car model, the license plate... it was him! All of the ticketing booths opened their gates automatically. Several security guards hurried out of the security room and instructed the crowd to make way.

Before long, the crowd parted like the Red Sea, leaving Caprice lying in the center, looking more conspicuous than ever. Surprisingly, not a single person paid attention to her as they all turned

toward the car with its tinted mirrors.

People grew curious over time. “Who is this? What’s with the royal escort?”