Chapter 192


    “Admit it; you like this, don’t you?” Tony pulled his lips into a grimace. He turned around and headed


    into the living room, leaving behind the angry old man.


    “Only you like this! Your entire family likes it!” Sebastian finished speaking, only to realize that his


    statement included himself. Thus, his aged face was so furious that even more wrinkles appeared. Lisa


    is still the best. She doesn’t upset me like this. All of a sudden, he felt as if he had wasted an entire


    afternoon away when he could have had lunch with his wife instead. Why did I visit this stupid couple


    just to make myself angry? How stupid of me!


    While Myra was busying herself in the kitchen, Tony settled somepany affairs with hisptop in the


    living room while Sebastian pretended to read the newspaper next to him. One hourter, lunch was


    served.


    Sebastian wasn’t sure if it was done on purpose. However, all of his favorite dishes were ced in front


    of him. Meanwhile, Tony only had a te of in spinach in front of him.


    Myra picked up her spoon and nonchntly announced, “Lunch is served.”


    “Hahaha—” Sebastianughed heartily when he saw the difference in treatment between him and his


    grandson. He finally felt the resentment building up in his chest for such a long time diminishing.


    In contrast, Tony’s expression was as dark as night. All of a sudden, he rudely mmed his spoon on


    the table with a loud ‘thud’. Folding his arms across his chest, he pressed his thin lips together tightly.


    Myra casually took a serving of spinach from the te in front of him and nonchntly asked, “What’s


    wrong? Is there something wrong with the taste?” Pretending to taste it, she lifted an eyebrow at him.


    “It tastes fine.”


    Raising her eyebrow at him right now felt rather simr to what Tony usually did. Thus, it made Tony


    narrow his eyes at the sight.


    “Don’t mind him; don’t mind him. Come, Myra. The fish you cooked looks great. I love it.” Sebastian


    hurriedly invited Myra to eat with him.


    “Thank you.” She naturally felt happy when she was being praised. As a result, the awkward


    atmosphere from just now faded greatly. She was just about to help herself to the fish for a taste when


    she suddenly felt her body being lifted into the air. In the next moment, she was already in the


    scorching embrace of the man next to her.


    “You b*stard! What are you doing?!” The first to object was Sebastian.


    Tony carried Myra in his arms and walked toward the staircase. He looked her straight in the eye and


    expressionlessly replied, “Making great-grandchildren!”


    Upon hearing those words, Sebastian blushed beet red but closed his mouth and said nothing more.


    “Tony Hart!” Myra was so furious that she wanted to kick the man in front of her.


    “Go ahead; scream! Scream louder!” In just a few seconds, Tony had climbed to the top of the stairs


    and turned around to enter the bedroom. He immediately trapped the woman in his arms against the


    door. His stiff body pressed against her soft body tightly and seamlessly, and his actions were rough. It


    happened in the blink of an eye—Myra felt the heat of the man in front of her against her body. In the


    next moment, that man’s thin lips covered hers forcefully…


    By the time a certain man had had his fill, Myra waspletely exhausted. Tony had ced her on the


    King-sized bed and the pure ck bedsheets surrounding her made her arm outside the nkets


    appear even fairer and more delicate. Toward the end, she was practically begging for him to stop


    making love to her. When he felt satisfied with her begging, he finally released her. By then, she was so


    tired that she couldn’t even keep her eyes open anymore.


    A knock on the door sounded from the outside. Tony tucked Myra’s arm under the nket and pulled


    her closer into his embrace before lightly saying, “Enter.”


    Sebastian poked his head in through the door. Needless to say, he detected the smell of sex lingering


    in the air. Clearing his throat ufortably, he muttered, “Can you call my driver for me and ask him to


    pick me up? My phone ran out of battery.”


    Tony frowned slightly. “Use the phone downstairs.”


    Sebastian knew that he could have used the phone downstairs. However, he simply wanted toe


    and ascertain that the poor girl had not been devoured to the point where only her bones were left.


    When he saw the slight rise and fall of the bundle in his grandson’s arms, he guessed that Myra had


    fallen asleep. Only then did he feel relieved. Then, he nced at his grandson reproachfully and softly


    scolded, “Don’t go overboard. If you scare her away, I’ll see what you’re going to do then!”


    “Stop nagging.” A trace of impatience appeared on Tony’s face. “Close the door behind you.”


    Sebastian choked on those words. He was just about to m the door in a rage when he paused mid-


    motion and turned back again. “What are you nning to do with that thing outside?”


    At that moment, Tony felt the body lying in his arms stiffen noticeably and he narrowed his eyes in


    response. It was obvious he knew who Sebastian was referring to by ‘that thing outside’. When he had


    Myra pressed against the railing in front of the floor-to-ceiling ss window just now, they had seen


    Kris standing outside the gates and refusing to leave. The ss was specially treated so that the


    people on the inside could look outside, but the people on the outside could not see anything inside.


    Despite the passionate atmosphere between them at the time, he had noticed an absent-minded look


    in Myra’s eyes at the sight of Kris.


    “Ignore her.” He had always been indifferent toward women. Still, it was clear that Kris’ incessant


    pestering and harassment had left him feeling utterly repulsed, not to mention the pain she and Rachel


    had brought to Myra.


    After Sebastian left, Tony slid his hand from Myra’s face to her delicate neck to the soft plumpness of


    her left bosom. Kneading her left bosom lightly, he nted a soft kiss on her forehead before nimbly


    getting up. He tucked the nket around her, took her phone, and went downstairs.


    Following Sebastian’s departure, the door of the vi opened again. This time around, Kris stood in the


    yard with a slightly emotional expression. Turning around to face the man that had opened the door


    and walked out, she seemed as if she didn’t know what to do for a moment. Her expression was


    extremely aggrieved. “Tony…”


    She had hung around for nearly four hours now. She was unwilling to admit defeat and leave. At the


    same time, she felt furious that she couldn’t enter the vi and could only wait outside. When she saw


    Sebastianing out, she had wanted to approach and talk to him. However, he clearly did not want to


    waste his time with her. He immediately got into his car and left. With her arrogant temperament, she


    would have flipped her hair and left immediately if it were the Kris from past times. For some reason,


    she didn’t dare to do that now. She was afraid she might lose her only chance if she left now.


    s, this man is still unable to resist me. He is here to meet me. “Tony…” Kris called out to him again


    in a voice heavy with resentment and a glimmer of expectation.


    Meanwhile, Tony stepped out into the garden but did not step forward to open the gate. He strode to


    the gate and stood motionless. Under her bright-eyed gaze, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He held


    the cigarette between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand with an unapproachable look


    and anguid posture. Then, he held a white phone in his left hand and dialed a number right in front of


    her.


    The other party answered the call quickly with a deep baritone voice belonging to a man. “Myra, why


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    are you calling me so suddenly?”


    “President Stark, listen carefully to who I am.” Tony blew out a smoke ring, his eyes looking as deep


    and cold as ice.


    Cameron was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have a faint recollection of this male voice. I spoke to


    this man recently. Moreover, it was during… Despite his surprise, he felt slightly hesitant too. “Director


    Hart?”


    “You have a good memory, President Stark,” Tony replied with a fake smile.


    When all was said and done, Cameron was a veteran in the business. He quicklyposed himself


    and said, “Why is Myra’s phone with you, Director Hart…” His voice carried a questioning and doubtful


    tone to it.


    Tony gave a lowugh. “Why don’t you take a guess, President Stark?” Although it was augh, his


    For a long time, Cameron looked at the busy traffic downstairs while various expressions flitted across


    his face. Finally, he managed to force a weak smile on his face. “Myra, that child… How could she keep


    this from us? It is her honor to be in a rtionship with you, Director Hart. Why didn’t she tell us about


    it? Director Hart, Myra is a willful child. I hope you don’t me her if she ever upsets you in the future.”