“This is what you get for plagiarizing the Hay Group’s design! Speaking of which, didn’t you draw a portrait for Director Hart? Why didn’t he speak up for you in front of the Hay Group?” Elsie sneered, buzzing with the anticipation of throwing Myra out of the Chase Group.Myra, however, merely smirked in response. With a cold gleam in her eyes, she marched straight into Mr. Xavier’s office.“Trouble-seeking w*nch!” Elsie cursed aloud, her eyes flashing wickedly. She stood outside the door, waiting to see what Myra was getting up to.It wasn’t long after Myra went in when the door to Mr. Xavier’s office opened again.This time, it was Mr. Xavier himself who stood in the doorway. Fury belied his thunderous face. He had thrown open the door in a fit of rage and everyone in the design department jumped as the door swung back and forth on its hinges, banging loudly against the wall.A pleased look passed over Elsie’s face. With the way things were going, Myra might end up leaving Bradfort
The guilt in Eve tripled at the hurt in Myra’s voice. The latter did not have a scheming nature but she had been framed anyway. Eve grew angry at the thought of this and she said, “I never thought Miss Torres from the Hay Group could do something as distasteful as this! As for Miss Foster, I’ve called Sean and told him that he ought to take strict disciplinary actions against her. It wouldn’t be fair to you otherwise.”She paused and gave Myra a comforting pat on the hand. “Besides, Richard told me that Sean’s been looking for evidence to clear your name. He doesn’t say it, but he truly cares for you.”When Richard—Sean’s secretary—told her about this, Eve felt a huge sense of relief. She thought perhaps this might be an open gambit for both Myra and Sean to mend the broken pieces of their relationship.Myra’s hand stiffened at this piece of news.She still remembered what Mr. Xavier had told her in his office yesterday. Tilly had also mentioned something about Sean trying to clear he
Myra closed her eyes, refusing to watch the video any longer.“Are you trying to tell me this isn’t you?” Sean hissed above her, clearly sober now.Her lips tugged up into a bitter smile. “It doesn’t matter what I tell you. It’s not as if you’ll believe me anyway. You’ve convinced yourself that I was cheating on you from the moment you saw this video. What use is there for me to say anything else?”There was a stubborn look in her eyes, and the blood flowed down from the gash in her forehead past her temples. The bright red color made her look even paler and more fragile.He was regarding her with a pointed gaze, as if wanting to pierce a hole through her body.A long time passed, long enough for Myra to feel herself growing numb beneath him. It was only then that Sean heaved himself off of her.He glared at her icily and his eyes swept over her rumpled state with bare disgust. “I won’t touch you, Myra. I wouldn’t want to get my hands dirty!”With that, he turned and walked out of the
Tony’s gaze lingered on Myra throughout the entire dinner. He stared at her as she stood before him with her glass raised, the indifference in his eyes interwoven with other emotions.On the other hand, Myra winced at him after she had downed her drink.Everyone turned to look at Tony in anticipation. After a long pause, he raised his own glass and downed his wine slowly.As he did so, he returned Myra’s gaze. She saw the dark fire that burned in his eyes and there was the faintest hint of a smile playing on his lips.It was merely a toast of appreciation but for some reason, her heart fluttered when she saw how Tony was looking at her. She hastily turned away from him, seeking respite from the intensity of his gaze, but she was quickly barricaded by Mr. Logan.“Something’s not quite right here, Miss Stark. I counted three toasts from you to Mr. Clark, but you made only one to Director Hart. You ought to make another toast. Come on, then; pour out another glass!” he chimed.Myra’s hea
As soon as Tony released her from his arms, Myra backed away and put some distance between the both of them. She kept her eyes on him, wary of his every move.Her thoughts tumbled over one another as she struggled to come up with a reason for what Tony had done. She allowed the possibility that he might have been misled by her the last time, when he thought that she was one of those women who slept their way into procuring a project, but this time was different!He was not drunk—in fact, he looked more sober than she was. His advances tonight were neither those of harmless flirting nor good-natured teasing. If Myra didn’t know any better, she would think he was…But he knows I’m married, she countered herself.Myra wanted to run out of the room, afraid of what might happen if she continued staying with him in there. However, just as she passed him, he reached out and gently squeezed her backside.She stiffened at this and turned to shoot him a deadly glare. A lazy, devilish smile play
Sean hadn’t wanted to bring Myra to the banquet, having changed his mind at the last minute.However, when he got home today, an angry-looking Eve came up to him and demanded, “Sean, did you and Myra have another fight?”He did not answer but his own expression was sour after all that had happened recently.After a long moment of hesitation, Eve pressed on, “I’ll ask you this, Sean—are you still holding a grudge against Myra for what she did to the other woman and her unborn child?”Eve hadn’t wanted to bring this up because she hated talking about the other woman, but there was one other reason that kept her from asking Sean about this. Her heart clenched tightly. She knew that there was no easy way to go about this conundrum—it might even end up making things worse between Myra and Sean.Sean’s face grew darker. “Mom, I’ve married her just like you asked. What more do you want from me?”“How dumb can you possibly be?” Eve snapped, then sighed heavily as she continued, “Why do you st
Serena was suspicious and she stared at the man who was holding Myra in his arms.When Henry had mentioned that Miss Stark was a friend of Tony’s, Serena thought that she might be Tony’s girlfriend. After all, Tony did not have friends who were women, let alone bring them home. However, it seemed that Miss Stark was already in a relationship.Serena frowned slightly before she asked with a pleasant smile, “And who might this be?”Before Myra could answer, Sean replied, “Miss Hart, it looks like you’ve already met my wife. I’m Sean Chase, by the way, from the Chase Group. We’re here for Old Master Hart’s birthday banquet.”His wife?Serena’s smile faltered slightly. She sighed inwardly as she glanced at Myra, then turned to address Sean, “On behalf of my grandfather, I thank you for coming. Please go on in.”Meanwhile, Myra nodded silently at Serena, then proceeded to walk through the entrance with Sean’s arm wrapped around her shoulders.Suddenly, the hand that gripped her shoulders t
Both of them had tall builds with similar handsome features and unique temperaments, which made the ladies around them whisper among themselves while intermittently casting alluring glances at them.Tony, who was unfazed by their responses, narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised his head to gulp down the red wine in his glass.“I heard that Katie is pregnant, so your holiday is almost over, right?” Tony did not seem to hear Damian’s words.Damian gazed further and looked at the woman who was beside Sean just now. Currently, she was following behind Sean, and they seemed to have had a disagreement as their expressions were dark. With his brows knitted, Damian didn’t reply to him but instead he commented in a stern manner, “Tony, she is a married woman!”If my guess is correct, he has a crush on that woman. Damian was older than Tony by three years. Other than him, nobody else at home could say anything that would affect Tony’s decision.Upon hearing the words that had been stressed on b