Chapter 285


    She had sent him an audio message in which she said, “Thank you for the lunch today. I love it.”


    For a while, there was no reply. Just as Myra thought Sebastian was ignoring her, he sent an audio


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    message, sounding gruff as he said pointedly, “What are you thanking me for? I’m not the one who


    asked the kitchen to make lunch for you. You should thank Tony’s grandma for this; it has nothing to do


    with me whatsoever.”


    It was almost as if Sebastian couldn’t wait to deny all insinuations that he had anything to do with


    Myra’s lunchbox.


    Nheless, warmth surged through Myra as she smiled at his message, and she said nothing more


    after that.


    While she dug into her lunch, Tony was speaking to her on the phone.


    “I just got off the phone with Mr. Engelhard,” he said down the line. Upon hearing that, she couldn’t help


    the contented smile on her face as his deep and husky voice filled her ears.


    She took another bite of food from the lunchbox Sebastian had sent over and hummed in response


    before asking, “He didn’t even give me a call. What did the both of you talk about?”


    In all honesty, Myra didn’t even think that they were that close to begin with.


    Upon hearing her grumble, Tony chuckled in a low voice and answered, “We talked about business for


    a bit.”


    “Oh.” She sounded sullen and skeptical.


    Tony smirked. Truth was, he hadn’t been surprised when Conan called today. Thetter must have had


    quite a shock when he heard rumors of Tony’s engagement to Myra. After all, Tony had promised the


    older man that he would fulfil the three conditions prior to asking for Myra’s hand in marriage.


    “Naturally, we talked about the pre-marital conditions that must be met,” Tony borated lightly and at


    the thought of his conversation with Conan earlier that day, he smiled.


    Myra stiffened at this and blood rushed to her face.


    She also found herself drawingparisons. Where Sean had disliked Conan, Tony was theplete


    opposite and while she was happy that he seemed to be on such good terms with the old man, she


    found herself getting just the tiniest bit jealous at their friendship. To add insult to injury, Conan had


    stopped going to her with all his anecdotes and problems, and had instead turned to Tony.


    “And what conditions might those be?” she asked as she raised a quizzical brow, though the person on


    the other end could not see the cynical expression on her face.


    Tonyughed softly before he murmured in a gentle voice, “Well, for starters, you would have to be


    pregnant with my child.”


    When Myra heard this, she could imagine him standing next to her and caressing her belly. The flush


    on her face deepened into a near-crimson shade as she grumbled, “Don’t try to be funny, Tony. Why


    would Mr. Engelhard be discussing something like this with you?”


    “If you don’t believe me, you can always give him a call and ask if we talked about it,” Tony suggested


    cheekily.


    She could feel her face burning up and she thanked the heavens that he couldn’t see how sheepish


    she looked right now. In the end, she scoffed and said nothing else.


    “I can’t tell if you’re mad or if you’re reluctant to carry my child,” he teased wickedly. He was doing this


    on purpose now that his urge to father a child was stronger than before. It turned out that there was


    some truth and reason to what L had said.


    Perhaps what weighed on his mind more than anything else was Sean’s recent erratic behavior. He


    must have figured out something and now that he was pestering Myra, it would only be a matter of time


    before he pursued her once more. While Tony was confident that Myra would stay by his side forever,


    he was also agitated that another man had set his sights on her. With that in mind, Tony was sure that


    a child was the best buffer.


    With a child in tow, he could easily deal a harsh blow on all the other men who had their eyes on Myra.


    All he would have to do was say, “We have to go back and feed the baby.”


    Life would be idyllic with a child and he found that he didn’t mind it at all. Tony’s eyes crinkled slightly in


    amusement as he pondered on this.


    Myra, on the other hand, knew that he had the tendency to be tant. There was no one else as thick-


    skinned as he was, and she knew how shameless and roguish he could be when they were together.


    With that in mind, she sighed in resignation and said, “I’ve finished my lunch. I have to get back to


    work, so I’ll hang up now.”


    Knowing that she was easily embarrassed, he stopped teasing her. “I’ll pick you up after work.”


    She hummed in response and she could feel her face heating up. Just as he was about to hang up,


    she quickly blew him a kiss that was followed by a ‘mwah’ sound, and ended the call right after that.


    Then, she reached up to touch her face and found that her skin was hot to the touch.


    She cringed at herself. For heavens’ sake, Myra Stark, you’re turning into aplete bimbo!


    Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Tony broke into a grin at the sound of her kiss, the frustration


    that he had felt since that morning fading away into nothing.


    …


    When Eve arrived at the Stark Group, she was informed that Myra was unavable to meet her.


    Tilly had been the one to ry the front desk’s message to Myra, and thetter had looked impassive


    when she heard it. She now regarded Eve with contempt and disinterest, and she wanted nothing to do


    with the woman.


    “Tell the front desk that I’m in a meeting right now.”


    Upon hearing this, Tilly nodded and hurried out of the office.


    After the front desk ryed the message to Eve, the woman’s face grew grim and she snapped, “Give


    her another call and tell her that there’s something important I’d like to discuss. If she refuses to meet


    me, then I’ll just keep waiting here until she does!”


    The receptionists swallowed, feeling caught between a rock and a hard ce.


    Judging from what Tilly had said, it was clear that Myra had no intention of meeting this woman.


    However, seeing as Eve was the matriarch of the Chase Family, they didn’t want to risk offending her,


    either. As such, they gave Tilly another call, though it was to no avail.


    Having been turned down the second time, Eve grew thunderous. She scoffed icily as she marched


    toward the nearby reception lounge; she sat there waiting, her back stiff and ramrod straight.


    As she waited, her phone rang incessantly with iing calls but she did not pick up any of them.


    Instead, she merely nced at the numbers shing on her screen and left her phone ringing in her


    bag.


    Meanwhile, Myra had a meeting at the nearby Newark Group in the afternoon. She had only just made


    her way downstairs when she was suddenly osted by a woman who had dashed out of nowhere.


    Then, thetter lifted her hand and brought it down to p Myra across the face.


    Fortunately, Myra reacted in time and she held the woman by the wrist in a vise-like grip.


    A dark look passed over her face as she appraised the woman in front of her. Then, she flung Eve


    away from her as she said icily, “A bit inappropriate for you to attack me here in the Stark Group, don’t


    you think, Madam Chase?”


    “How shameless can you be, Myra? Haven’t you already weaseled your way into the Hart Family? Why


    are you still clinging onto my son?”


    Eve was at her boiling point after waiting in the lounge for close to three hours, and seeing Myra only


    brought to mind Sean’s recent behavior. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to p the


    living daylights out of the girl.


    She had once thought that Myra was a gentle and sensible woman but as it turned out, she had been


    wrong. She’s still clinging onto and taking advantage of my son even after their divorce! A heavy


    warning is the only way to ward off a woman like her!


    “I’m warning you—you’d better stay away from my son!” Eve thundered as she eyed Myra with disgust.


    “You were the one who said you wanted nothing to do with us after the divorce, and yet here you are


    pining after my son. Does the Hart Family know about what you’re doing?”


    Myra’s face grew stormy as the other woman chastised her. She had refused to meet with Eve, but it


    was clear that thetter didn’t take no for an answer and had been waiting in the building to attack her


    at first sight.


    “You must be joking, Madam Chase. When have I ever pined after your son? I don’t know what tricks


    you and L are pulling here, but I’m afraid I don’t have the time for them,” Myra retorted coldly.


    It wasn’t too long ago when L had approached her and used her of pining after Sean in spite of


    the divorce. Do both these women really think I’m that much of a pushover?


    Annoyed, Myra threw a pointed look at the security guards who stood by the side and barked, “Don’t let


    her in the next time you see her.”


    The guards exchanged a nervous look before they hurriedly nodded.


    A menacing gleam shed in Eve’s eyes as she saw this and she spat, “So this is what you’re truly like,


    Myra—selfish and arrogant. I promise you I won’t be so civil anymore if you keep pestering my son!”


    Upon hearing this, Myra let out a mockingugh. “You should tell your son to stop pestering me on the


    phone. He and I are nothing more than strangers, so he should stop trying so hard to pretend


    otherwise.”