Chapter 581


    The road ahead was filled with red lights. Heather looked in annoyance at the car in front of her. The


    more upset someone was, the more likely they would be to run into negative situations. She was


    reminded of Murphy’s Law—life wasn’t a TV show, where the next turn would bring about a change for


    the better.


    In reality, the next turn would often bring about even more troubling matters. She didn’t have much luck


    today and had a feeling of misfortune in her gut. The car in front of me is definitely a new driver.


    Despite wanting to overtake the car, she failed to do so over several attempts. It felt as though the car


    in front of her was against her. In a moment of anger, she wanted to confront the person ahead. I’d


    never seen someone drive like this before. For her personal safety, however, she just followed slowly


    behind the car. Driving in the city center was always frustrating; all the cars were jam-packed together


    on the road with sounds of car horns ring one after the other.


    Suddenly, a thought struck Heather—she didn’t want to go home anymore. She wanted to go see


    Myra, so she turned the car around. Since Tony was already home now, it was highly likely that Myra


    had also returned. Heather had to see her and gain some rity today.


    …


    When the helper opened the door and saw Heather, an astonished look shed across her face. She


    probably wasn’t expecting Heather toe again since she had just been here three hours ago.


    “Did Mrs. Harte home yet?” Heather got straight to the point. She was almost certain this time that


    Myra was inside the house.


    Tony’s voice suddenly sounded from within, whereupon the helper turned around with a troubled


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    expression on her face. Heather saw Tony’s face peak out slightly; he was standing right behind the


    helper.


    He was rather surprised to see Heather, but he still invited her in. Upon entering the house, Heather


    looked all around her but did not see Myra.


    Knitting her brows together, Heather asked Tony, “Is Myra not at home?” The indifferent look on his


    face was slightly strange to her. ording to reason, he would definitely be anxious if Myra wasn’t


    home.


    “Myra went to the cemetery this morning and hasn’t returned yet,” Tony exined.


    “Why didn’t you go with her?” This wasn’t like him at all. She was surprised to learn that he let Myra go


    to the cemetery alone while pregnant.


    He gestured for her to sit down then asked the helper to prepare some light refreshments. It looked like


    he was going to attend to Heather.


    “Myra insisted on going alone, so I couldn’t follow her,” he exined. It seems like Heather came with a


    number of questions today.


    Heather didn’t press on any further. Judging by Tony’s demeanor, it didn’t seem like he was lying. It


    looks like Myra really isn’t at home. My predictions were wrong again this time. However, she still


    couldn’t figure out why Myra went to the cemetery alone when she had asked Heather yesterday to go


    shopping with her today.


    When all the pieces were put together, it looked extremely suspicious. Thus, the uneasiness Heather


    felt only grew more intense. She was considering whether she should bring this up to Tony, but


    hesitated when she remembered the amicable interaction she saw between him and Caleb earlier.


    “Why are you looking for Myra?” he probed when Heather didn’t respond for some time.


    “Nothing. I just dropped by to see her as I was nearby.” Heather made up an excuse to brush him off.


    Unfortunately, the helper had reported Heather’s visit to see Myra as soon as Tony came home. Thus,


    he could tell that she was deliberately ignoring his question.


    “If you have time, you can wait for Myra here. She should be home in a bit,” he said to her. Seeing how


    preupied she looked, he couldn’t just let her leave.


    “No need. I still have things to do. I’lle back to see Myra when I have time in the future.” She


    refused this opportunity to see Myra as she had other ns of her own.


    This time, she came and went hastily again. As she was leaving, she looked intently at the helper. The


    helper only brought out the refreshments when Heather was about to leave; her actions were uncannily


    slow.


    The helper lowered her head immediately under Heather’s gaze. Although she suspected that


    something was up with the helper, Heather couldn’t keep staring tantly at her with Tony present.


    “I’ll see you out.” Tony politely offered to send Heather off.


    “Never mind. Just help me pass a message to Myra.” Heather looked over at the helper deliberately


    while she spoke.


    It looked like the helper was also keen on listening to Heather’s message. She was still holding the tray


    of refreshments in her hand and had no intention of leaving.


    Tony wanted to hear what Heather had to say, but Heather remained quiet to drag out the time while


    the helper stood where she was. Then, Tony observed Heather’s behavior and noticed that she was


    casually looking at the helper. Hence, he dismissed the helper. “You’re not needed here. You may go


    downstairs first.”


    Finally, Heather spoke again. “Did you notice that?” With Tony’s level of intelligence, she reckoned he


    surely had noticed it.


    “Yes. I’ll deal with it.” He had undoubtedly noticed something so obvious.


    “How long has she been working here for?” Heather continued to converse with Tony. That person got


    caught in broad daylight today; it seemed like she needed more improvement in her acting skills.


    “Not for very long. Someone I know introduced her.” He also felt like something was fishy here.


    Someone actually had ulterior motives toward him and had ced an informer by his side. This led him


    to feel exasperated.


    “Be more careful, then. I’m going home now.” Since she had already given him a heads-up, she


    believed that he would resolve this matter. The rest from this point on had nothing to do with her.


    “What message did you want me to pass on to Myra?” He had to remind her as she still hadn’t told him


    yet.


    “When Myraes back, tell her toe to Langston Residence to look for me. I’ll be waiting for her


    there.” Since Heather couldn’t find Myra, she might as well try out the waiting game.


    “Okay,” Tony answered and did not pry any further; he could perceive that much.


    After seeing Heather off, he thought, Who on earth sent that helper? It was definitely someone in


    business. It wouldn’t be my first time seeing a business person do anything to gain an advantage.


    Originally, the housekeeper who worked in his house was ady he was familiar with. Not long ago,


    however, thatdy fell ill, so this helper was brought in.


    As a matter of fact, thedy was the one who rmended this helper. He didn’t think this person


    would turn out problematic and only med himself for being too negligent. He should’ve noticed


    sooner and not have hastily selected someone like her for the job.


    Once Heather was gone, he shifted his focus back to the housekeeper. He was watching her every


    move and action, so much so that it made her feel ufortable. Because he had never stared at her


    like that before, it made her feel extremely anxious.


    “Ms. Wolfe, I need to have a word with you,” he uttered. It was still better to act promptly on some


    matters.


    He did not reveal anything to the helper and simply fired her on the basis of not doing her work


    properly. Nevertheless, the both of them knew the real reason. Therefore, the helper did not put up


    much of an argument either and epted his reason in a calm manner. Toward the end, an unusual


    smirk even grew at the corner of her lips.


    He did not want to trace back to the person who was behind the helper. He was definitely going to bring


    everything to light, but he did not want to alert anyone. On one hand, he wanted to warn the other


    party, but on the other, he didn’t want to leave any traces either.


    Just like he said before, as soon as he dealt with the helper, Myra came home. It pained him to see her


    haggard appearance as she walked into the house.


    “Myra, why are you home sote?” She did indeed take a lot of time on this trip to the cemetery. It


    didn’t make sense for her to have taken this much time, so he decided to ask casually.


    “I’m a bit tired. I’m going to go upstairs and rest first.” She didn’t seem to have noticed the absence of


    the helper in the house. It looked like she was a little absent-minded.


    “Heather came by twice today. By the looks of it, I think it’s urgent. She wanted me to tell you that she’d


    be waiting for you at Langston Residence.” Tony told her about Heather’s visit, but her expression still


    remained unchanged.


    “Okay.” Her response was also indifferent. His keen senses led him to wonder whether a crack had


    formed between the both of them, and that was the reason for their abnormal behaviors.


    After that, Myra went straight upstairs while Tony followed behind her. She was walking at a fast pace,


    which made him slightly worried, especially as she was going up the stairs, since it was very


    dangerous.


    The words had reached his mouth several times, but every time he wanted to speak, he swallowed


    them back down. He could only follow alongside her cautiously. Meanwhile, Myrapletely


    overlooked him. As soon as she walked into her bedroom, she closed the door on him.


    They were now separated by a door. Furrowing his brows, he thought, This had never happened


    before. It’s past just being odd now.


    Leaning against the back of the door, Myra took a deep breath. She could sense that Tony was left


    outside. A whileter, she opened the door weakly for him and looked at him with an apologetic gaze.


    He couldn’t stand the look of self-me she had in her eyes the most. This wasn’t even a big deal. Not


    wanting to let her feel that way, he lovingly held her in his arms.


    “Myra, what happened? I’m really worried about you.” He didn’t want to force her to tell him, but he was


    also worried about her.


    “I need time to organize my thoughts. I still don’t know how to tell you about it.” She never kept


    anything from him before, but this happened all too suddenly this time that she needed time to process


    it by herself.


    “No matter what, I’ll always be with you.” They had gone through great upheavals together. He believed


    that there weren’t any more difficulties that could knock them down.


    Burying herself in his arms, she thought of how great it was to be able to depend on him at this time.


    “Why did you get off work so early today?” She spoke in a muffled voice as she stayed nestled in his


    embrace. He dide back from work way too early today.


    “I finished discussing a coboration project with a client early, so I came straight home.” He didn’t want


    to tell her the details, so he just gave her a simple exnation.


    “I see.” Her voice sounded nasally, which suddenly made him uneasy.


    “What’s wrong with your voice? Did you catch a cold when you went to the cemetery this morning?” He


    anxiously tightened his arms around her. It was dangerous for pregnant women to catch a cold.


    “No. You’re holding me too tight. I can’t even breathe properly, much less speak,” she grumbled


    yfully, whereupon he let her go immediately and looked at her with a guilty expression.


    They smiled at each other. Today, they were both hiding something from one another. It all started with


    that mysterious call this morning. Indeed, some people were truly experts—in order to undermine the


    enemy, they would start by creating internal chaos.