The young lady

When Myra and Henry raised their heads, they saw a slender woman standing at the other end of the fountain, which was not far from them. Even though the woman was already in her late thirties, she looked like she was barely 30 years old. Although she was elegant, there was a hint of worry and sorrow on her face that Myra detected at that moment.

On the other hand, after Tony entered the mansion, a maid took his coat from him and placed a pair of indoor slippers in front of him.

“Young Master Tony, Old Master Hart has been waiting for you in the study for a while.”

With that, she smartly retreated to the kitchen.

As soon as he knocked on the door to enter, a voice commanded loudly from the room, “Wait at the door!”

Even though it was a rather old voice, it was still full of strength. It was obvious from his tone that the man in the room was not in a good mood.

Tony arched his eyebrows as he closed the door of the study and obediently obeyed the order—he stood straight on the spot witho