Chapter 105
Sean had never seen this side of Myra. Suddenly, there was an odd feeling in his chest; it was as if he
had taken pity on her. However, he quickly remembered that she was the same woman who had
recently revealed her true intentions. He forced himself to stick to his decision. Myra was wicked and
despicable! How could he ever take pity on her?!
“So you’re not admitting what you’ve done?” Sean’s expression remained still as a pond.
“Make a police report if you want. Whatever it is, I’ll never admit to something I didn’t do! Never!”
Myra didn’t want to be around these people a second longer, proceeding to whirl and stomp outside.
As the elevator stopped on the floor and opened with a ding, Eve was seen rushing out hastily.
Meanwhile, Myra quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed a button before Eve could make out
who she was.
By the time Eve finally realized and shouted after her, the elevator door had closed and was already
rapidly descending.
The surrounding atmosphere was still and heavy; everyone in the room looked troubled and uneasy.
Eve had an awful look on her face. She had just spotted that woman standing right next to her son—
L!
Suddenly, everything seemed to make sense. Heading straight toward L, she nted a p right on
her cheek without hesitation.
L was quite shocked; she had initially nned to stall until Eve’s arrival so that she could take a
good look at everything that happened because of Myra. But before Eve could even find out about
anything, Myra had taken her leave in a hurry.
“What are you doing, Mom?!” Sean’s face fell.
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Eve shot a death re at her son. Bringing home a tramp like that—no wonder he was having
problems with Myra! If this woman hadn’t been stirring up trouble between those two, Sean wouldn’t
have been so stubborn! This breach of ourpany’s private information must’ve been the work of this
little tramp as well!
“Sean, what is she doing here?!”
Tilly, who was on the ground floor, ran over to Myra as soon as she saw her getting off the elevator.
She stopped at the sight of Myra’s face and asked worriedly, “What’s the matter, Miss Stark? Are you
okay?”
Since she was kidnapped by the construction workersst night, Tilly had given a statement to the
police and was supposed to be taking a rest at home. Upon hearing that Myra was involved in some
issue at thepany, she came running back to the Chase Headquarters. At the very least, she had to
give an exnation of what happened on the construction site yesterday.
Much to her shock, she had only just found out that Miss Stark was married to the Director of their
However, there was actually a reason behind the photo that was being circted like wildfire…
“I’m fine.” Myra looked up. Seeing that it was Tilly, she forced a smile. “I didn’t do any of those things,
so I’m not afraid of what they’re saying about me.”
Am I really fine, though?
For the first time, she had totally given up on this ce.
Besides Eve and Tilly, no one here really cared about her…
“About what happened yesterday at the construction site…” Noticing that Myra didn’t look too good,
Tilly waited for a bit before asking, “Did you tell them?”
“Would anyone believe me?” Myra shook her head. As she had witnessed, their evidence against her
was strong and solid. Her motive of stealing the documents was even justified with only a photo.
“Tilly, I’m not feeling well right now; my mind is in a mess. I’d like to be alone.” Myra took a deep breath.
Tilly took a worried nce at her before she finally nodded. “Alright then, Miss Stark. You should go. I’ll
update you if anything happens here.”
She watched as Myra entered the elevator. As the doors closed, Tilly rushed to a corner and quickly
dialed a number on her phone.
As soon as the recipient picked up, she spoke. “Director Hart…”
As Myra made her way to the exit, people were pointing fingers at her as she walked.
In contrast to how she felt when she first came in earlier, Myra found herself quite untroubled by them.
If she had to think about everyment and insult thrown at her, then her life wouldn’t be hers
anymore.
Leaving Chase Headquarters, she stopped and looked back at the very building that she had been
walking in and out of for the past two years. Strangely enough, the building before her looked distant
and unfamiliar for the first time.
Not only that, it was probably going to be herst time here.
She’d never thought that herst goodbye to this ce would be as brutal as this!
Myra took it all in with a breath. Without thinking, she took out her phone.
The phone in her hands looked exactly like the one she had before, but it wasn’t. Thinking back to the
man’s office which she had stepped out from this morning, she thoughtlessly dialed his number.
If the confidential document had really been leaked to Hart Group, wouldn’t she be free from her
usations if they were able to testify? In that case, L’s wlessly disguised sess and Sean’s
resentment for her…
However, why would Tony even help her out of this mess? Doing that would be equivalent to putting
Hart Group in serious jeopardy…
Myra’s fingers paused at the thought and she decided not to call the man, but it was toote; the call
had already gone through. As she waited for him to pick up the phone, she started feeling jittery—the
impulse to hang up was gnawing at her. However, her fingers did not listen until the ringing stopped
and was reced by a man’s deep and attractive voice. “Myra?”
Tony’s voice was soothing and maic every single time; Myra felt sorry as soon as she heard it on
the phone.
Earlier on, she wasn’t afraid of backing down when a group of people were throwing usations at her
publicly. Instead of feeling frightened or nervous, she was calm and collected. However, her voice
seemed to be stolen from her now that she heard him speak; her throat was dry as a desert. She
eventually found the courage to say something, but what came out was a mere ‘Thank you’.
The person on the other side seemed to be surprised.
On the other hand, Myra came back to her senses and realized what she had said. She immediately
muttered in exnation, “For yesterday, I mean.”
“Sure,” the voice replied after a long moment, his tone a little cold.
Myra nibbled on her lip. She was breathing nervously, and her pale hand was clutching tightly onto her
phone.
Noticing that something wasn’t right with her, Tony asked dully, “Did something happen?”
Her other arm was locked tensely by her sides. She wanted so badly to hang up right there and then,
but before she could, she blurted out and asked, “Do you have time, Director Hart? I want to see you.”
Ultimately, she had to try.
A short silence filled the call while the man presumably looked down on his wrist watch before saying,
“Meet me at Wilson Golf Club.”
Before Myra could recover from her surprise, the man hung up.
She was still holding her phone when the beeping tone of an ended call in her ear. Hailing a taxi, she
headed to the ce.
Cameron used to frequent the gold club. Myra didn’t like it there, so he would always bring Kris instead
whenever he went.
Walking inside the golf club, Myra attracted stares from the people around right away.
After all, being covered in cuts and bruises while wearing a set of office attire was indeed out of the
norm in such a leisure setting.
With the help of an employee, she quickly found where Tony was.
The area was swarming with members of the upper ss society. The employee turned to her and
gestured toward a man who was ying golf.
Standing straight and tall, the set of white golfing attire entuated his lean build even more; his
prominent facial features elegantly resembled the poise possessed by someone of high stature. His
posture was rxed, but his every move was filled with weight whichmanded respect. With a light
swing of the club, the ball hurled across thend from the tee. Within a few seconds, an employee
could be seen raising his hand from afar, signaling that the ball had entered the hole.
Around him, peopleughed and sang congrattions, but Tony’s expression remained unbothered.