The last point was to help everyone understand Tony’s injury better. However, the fact that Tony went to the construction site for no reason and saved Miss Stark from being hit by a brick was intriguing news.Everyone naturally knew who Miss Stark was.Lucas chuckled, “Wow, Tony, you are a hero!”Leo instantly felt a cold glare from Tony and knew that he had said too much. However, his mission was already complete so he hurriedly shut his mouth and left the room.Meanwhile, Philip grabbed the first aid kit he always kept in his bag and walked up to Tony.“Tony, if this wound is not treated well, it will cause inflammation and it will be troublesome.”Tony casually pulled a chair and sat down. Then, he squinted and said placidly, “Don’t worry about it.”Hearing this, Philip was taken aback. Does that mean we’ll deal with his wound later?Soon, the four of them sat around the table and an exquisite dinner was served.“Tony, the three of us discussed the Hilliview project today,” Lucas s
No one bothered about Elliot anymore, for Philip had already opened the private room door, and the woman standing outside was indeed Myra. She was still wearing an OL outfit from Chanel, the contrast of the light gray fabric against her fair skin giving her a gentle and comfortable feeling. Her long hair was tied back, baring her slender and delicate neck, while there was faint makeup on her exquisite face. It was just right, neither too plain nor too outstanding.Upon seeing Philip, she was stunned for a moment before she murmured in mild embarrassment, “I’m sorry. I think I got the wrong room.”Just when she was about to turn around, Philip chuckled lightly. “You must be Miss Stark, yes? Director Hart is indeed in this room, so do come in.”Myra halted, finally remembering that she’d once seen the man in front of her. That time, he gave me a hand during the Hart Family’s banquet. Thus, she looked over his shoulder into the room. Smoke lingered in the room, but it didn’t obstruct her
Tony arched an eyebrow, his face devoid of emotion as usual, but when his gaze fell on the top of the woman’s soft head below him, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. At this moment, he leaned forward with his right hand on the poker table, his entire person seemingly engulfing Myra in his embrace.Meanwhile, the three men at the side wore a tacit smile. We now know why he wasn’t in a hurry to go back and work overtime today. It turns out that the catch is here. He knew that she’s going to come over, didn’t he? And why didn’t he have a drink any other time but right when she was about to leave? Plus, he could’ve just taken a drink, yet he just had to use his injured hand. Wasn’t it obvious that he wanted her to stay? The three of them truly couldn’t stand seeing his desperation, so they gave him a hand.The atmosphere at the poker table was undoubtedly peaceful, but Myra gradually felt perturbed. I don’t know whether Tony Hart is doing this intentionally, but he said he’ll let m
“So, I later sneaked over and stole a furtive peek, only to see Myra playing poker with Young Master Elliot, Young Master Philip, and Director Windrow. I noticed that her interactions with Young Master Elliot seemed… a touch intimate.” Lyla initially had no idea why Tony asked her to come over, but the moment she glimpsed the scene in the room, understanding instantly dawned.At that time, she was slightly puzzled. Judging from his action, it seems as though Myra offended him, and he’s taking revenge against her. But no matter what, she brought it on herself! If she hadn’t come out to mingle with those men, I wouldn’t have gotten any dirt on her, so if she wants to assign blame, she should just blame it on her failure to withstand loneliness! Admittedly, intense envy blazed within me when I saw Myra chatting and laughing with the group of men whom I could never mingle with! Plus, she has always trampled me under her foot with her identity, and even Sean married her…“Don’t be angry, S
Myra couldn’t help exclaiming in agony as a wave of piercing pain assaulted her, cold sweat beading on her cheeks. “Have you lost your mind, Sean Chase?”Sean’s eyes were pitch-black and menacing, very much like a hellhound that came out of the depths of hell, his chest heaving incessantly from fury. In the end, he snapped bitterly, “I was wondering why you aren’t taking my calls recently, and it turned out that you’re messing around with Elliot Samson! You’re truly something else!”When he received Lyla’s phone call, he was actually having a meal with a representative from another company to discuss a project, but he rushed over without giving a whit about the project after the taking call. I was initially feeling a tad turned off by such a ploy from Lyla, but I actually witnessed it with my own two eyes earlier, so how could there be a mistake?“Myra Stark, didn’t you say you love me very much? Is this your so-called love for me? Being all affectionate and intimate with another man?
After the confrontation with Sean, Myra’s good mood back when she was playing poker with the few men had vanished altogether. She was just about to ask whether he’d mind taking a taxi home, but the man standing before her suddenly circled to the passenger seat and pulled the car door open. Upon seeing that she remained motionless, Tony even arched an eyebrow in surprise. “What’s wrong?” Then, he slid right into the passenger seat.The words were on the tip of Myra’s tongue, but as she watched his successive movements, she swallowed them. Never mind, my place is indeed not far from his apartment. Hence, she bent down and slipped into the driver’s seat before promptly starting the engine and driving away.Even though it was night time, the sky outside was brightly lit. In the near distance was a huge LED screen that was playing a massive advertisement. It was an advertisement for a shampoo, and the female model was someone familiar to her—Lyla Fisher, who’d now returned in a cloud of gl
Myra clenched her fist when she recalled how her mother ventured out on searches to find her husband during her final days like a madwoman, all the while ignoring other people’s advice. Staring straight at the woman before her with a chilly gaze, Myra smirked. “You don’t need to beat around the bush. I suppose you have something to tell me since you came to me. What is it that you’re planning to do this time? Do you want me to give up my inheritance rights over Stark Group?”“Sis…” Kris stomped her foot in aggrievedness. “There must be a misunderstanding between us! Our father had me come to you, since you didn’t pick up my calls when I called you prior to this. The company is in trouble. A few of the shareholders were suddenly against our father being the director. Therefore, in order to prevent the company from being taken over by outsiders, he thought of reaching out to you for help. Don’t you have twenty percent of Stark Group’s shares?”“What’s the matter? Aren’t you and your mot
“Thank you, Mr. Clark.” Eve heaved a sigh of relief while packing up the soup that she brought with her, ready to go back home. Before leaving, she smiled at him gently. “Do come visit me sometimes.”“Definitely.” Leo nodded with a subtle smile. “Thank you, Mrs. Chase.”“It’s nothing. In fact, I should be the one thanking you!” Now that Eve was satisfied, she chuckled when she saw the thermal lunch box he held. “I didn’t know you cook for yourself. You’re a fine young man.”However, Leo merely shook his head, his response seemingly indicative of something else. “I didn’t make this. Somebody else did, and she was the one who delivered this to the office. I am merely handing this to the designated recipient.”“Oh, then it must be someone’s wife who delivered this. He’s a lucky man.” Eve could smell the rich aroma of the soup despite the relatively short time they spent conversing with each other.On the other hand, Leo wore a knowing smile while replying, “Yeah. He sure is a lucky man.”