Chapter 119


    She wondered what would happen this time.


    This time, Tony would no longer be there for her. After all, she was the one who rejected his advances.


    As these thoughts ran wild in her mind, Myra felt a sense of despair that coursed through her veins. At


    this point, she couldn’t quite move her body, and it felt as stiff as a board.


    “Miss Stark, why don’t you give Mr. Chase a call? You should get him to arrange for awyer or to


    her face as she saw Myra’s expressionless face.


    Shortly after that, she shoved a cell phone into Myra’s hands.


    Myra sat there staring nkly at the phone in her hands. Sean is probably thest person on earth I


    would call. What a joke.


    It was quite likely that he would hang up on her if she made that call. Moreover, it was wishful of her to


    expect him to post bail or even arrange for her awyer.


    But then, who else can I seek help from now?


    At that thought, Myra closed her eyelids and dialed the numbers in her mind. The phone rang a few


    times before it was finally picked up.


    “Hello, may I know who’s on the line?”


    As soon as she heard that familiar weathered voice, Myra could no longer control her tears as she


    sobbed. “Mr. Engelhard, I need some help!”


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    It was only twenty minutes after she ended the phone call. Time seemed to trickle by fairly slowly.


    Myra was ced in a temporary lock-up cell. There were two others on her right and left. Apparently,


    one of them was in for manughter and the other one was in here for dealing drugs.


    At that moment, she sat forlornly in the middle of the cell. Her arms were wrapped around herself in a


    fetal position and she had her head buried in her knees.


    It was bitterly cold in here. Although it was the middle of summer, all she could feel were the chills deep


    within her.


    Suddenly, she heard someone calling out her name.


    “Myra Stark, someone’s here to bail you out!”


    Is it Mr. Engelhard? Myra raised her head gradually and squinted her eyes as she walked toward the


    cell door.


    She could see that there was a group of people rushing toward her. As they came nearer, she saw that


    there was a guy nked by the rest of the people. At the same time, she heard someone say, “Director


    Hart, what’s the matter? There’s no need for you toe all the way here personally! You could have


    just given us instructions through Deputy Mayor Hart. We would dly send over the person that you’re


    after.”


    Director Hart… Myra seemed to have fallen into a trance when she heard that form of address. Is it


    him? Tony?


    Suddenly, someone turned on the lights to the cell. The whole room lit up immediately and there was a


    ray of light that shone brightly toward her.


    The light was too harsh for Myra’s eyes and she squinted in response. Then, she raised her head and


    tried to figure out where the voices wereing from. All she could see from her angle were a bunch


    of people dressed impably, and each and every one of them had a stern look on their faces. As they


    neared her, she finally saw the man nked in the middle.


    He strode over to her purposefully and swooped in like a guardian angel.


    That man was dressed immactely in a well-pressed suit, and this was a stark contrast to the dingy


    room she was in right now. His features remained the same and it was as perfect as before. However,


    he had a heavy scowl on his face; his eyes were cold with fury, and his mouth was pressed into a thin


    line. As he strode toward the cell door, his shiny leather shoes brushed against the floor. Everyone in


    the vicinity was clearly intimidated by his stance.


    With trepidation, Captain Fowler stood next to Tony. Noticing Tony’s uncontroble fury as he saw the


    woman in front of him, Captain Fowler immediately signaled to the person next to him. “What are you


    waiting for? Hurry up and unlock the door!”


    At this point, Myra could clearly see who was in front of her. She finally saw who was the one that came


    here to rescue her.


    Just then, she started shivering uncontrobly. At first, it was just a slight tremble, but then, it got to a


    point where she couldn’t control herself.


    She couldn’t stop herself from shaking, for she had never ever expected herself to be in such a


    humiliating position in front of him.


    Right now, she wished for the ground to swallow her up. Anything was better than being in this position;


    she didn’t want to be handcuffed and appear so vulnerable in front of him.


    Shivering, she took a few steps backward. However, the door flung open and Tony was visibly


    consumed with fury as he made his way in.


    As soon as he stepped into the tiny cell, Tony berated himself in his mind. He regretted letting her go,


    or rather, he regretted allowing her to step foot into Chase Residence.


    He wished he was able to turn back time and start all over again. This was especially so after he


    noticed the fearful look in her eyes and her subconscious retreating movements. If he were to be given


    a second chance, he would start all over again and choose a different way. It might take longer for him


    to achieve his goal, but he would rather choose that than to see her in this current state of despair and


    helplessness.


    “Myra…” he murmured hoarsely as he stood in front of her with his arms outstretched.


    “I’m not Myra!” she retorted as she bit hard on her lips, trying to stop the tears from falling. Despite her


    attempt at defiance, she couldn’t stop retreating before finally burying her face in between her knees.


    “You’ve gotten the wrong person. I’m not Myra!”


    “Myra!” Tony eximed as he looked on with a darkened face, pained by what he saw. Then, he took a


    step forward and lifted her into his arms. He could feel her shaking against his chest as he said, “It’s


    fine. I’m here to bring you home!”


    At the same time, he couldn’t control his shaking hands. However, he kept a strong hold on her.


    In the end, Myra could no longer stop the tears that had been welling up in her eyes; they coursed


    down her cheeks as she fell into his embrace. She clung tightly onto his shirt and sobbed like a child


    that had lost her way home.


    “Tony!” Myra sobbed. “It wasn’t me. I had nothing to do with the project. It wasn’t my responsibility! I


    knew nothing about it. It wasn’t me…”


    Her body heaved as she sobbed on. It was her way of releasing all the stress she had experienced


    throughout the years.


    All this while, she had given her everything to the Chase household. However, what did she gain out of


    this?


    She recalled the look in Eve’s eyes as she was escorted out by the cops; there was no hint of remorse


    at all in them. All she saw was a sense of relief. Even now, as she recalled all this, Myra was chilled to


    the core by her callousness.


    “I trust you!” Tony proimed with his gruff voice. As he stared at the woman who was sobbing


    uncontrobly, he could feel his whole body tensing up. Everyone in the room could sense his hostility.


    Right after that, Captain Fowler, who was fidgeting next to him, blurted, “Director Hart, we had nothing


    to do with this! Someone from Chase Group submitted the evidence to us. Besides, Miss Fisher also


    mentioned that we should feel free to take Miss Stark into custody!”


    When he heard Captain Fowler’s words, Tony’s expression turned icy-cold, and he tightened his grip on


    Myra.


    As for Myra, she gave a shudder upon hearing that statement.


    Chase Group, Sean, Eve, and L. At this point, she realized it was foolish of her to think that


    everything would end once she got through with the divorce. She thought that she would be able to put


    all the unhappiness behind her and move on with her life. However, she turned out to be the biggest


    fool of them all!


    “I want to go home!” Myra uttered. Her heart seemed to be broken into pieces, for she could no longer


    feel her beating heart; it was as if it had shriveled up and died. She would no longer care for both Sean


    and Eve. Now, Myra mourned for the loss of her rtionship and the family she once thought she had.


    A momentter, Myra repeated herself. “I want to go home.” She felt extremely cold; it felt as if she was


    thrown stark naked outside during an icy-cold winter night.


    Tony shot a cold look at Captain Fowler. Straight after that, he grabbed hold of the key and removed


    the handcuffs on Myra.


    As soon as he uncuffed her, Tony caught sight of her wrist. His gaze darkened upon noticing the red


    marks on her wrist.


    “I want to go home.” Myra repeated herself with a sniffle.


    But where can I go? I no longer have a home to go to. Ever since Mom and Grandpa passed away, I no


    longer have a ce to call home. At that thought, her body stiffened. As tears coursed down her


    cheeks, Tony could also feel it burning against his chest; he couldn’t bear to feel her tears.


    “I’ll bring you home,” Tony proimed as he turned around and walked out with Myra cradled in his


    arms.


    Meanwhile, Leo rushed in and said, “Director Hart, thewyer has arrived and is waiting outside.”