In the afternoon, Cameron gave Myra a new mission: she had to acquire the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Project that the Bradfort City’s government had recently called for tender. The Stark Group had attached great importance to the project, considering it as important as the Elsinore Garden Project for the second half of the year. When Myra got her hands on the project, the company was stunned, and they appreciated her effort.
At night, before Tony called her, Myra had taken the initiative to give him a call, telling him that she had to work overtime tonight, so she might be going home late.
By the time Tony received the call, he had already driven his car to the entrance of the Stark Tower. Leaning against his car, he smoked nonchalantly. He was dressed in a suit with the buttons on his chest undone, exposing the white shirt underneath his suit jacket. His outfit added a touch of sass to his originally serious aura. The waves of smoke brought out the beauty of his handsome facial features.
It was the rush hour, and his appearance drew the attention of many Stark Group employees.
When Kris went to the first floor, some of the employees from the same department grinned at her meaningfully. “Miss Kris, Director Hart came to pick you up in person. Is something good happening soon?”
Another employee quickly added, “Of course. Besides Miss Kris, who else is worthy of a man like Director Hart?”
That remark pleased Kris profoundly. For the first time, she stood in front of them with a pleasant smile. “Nonsense. We have no plans yet!”
When they heard her, the smiles on their faces grew more ambiguous. “Then, you have to come up with a definite plan quickly, Miss Kris! If you don’t act faster and keep a man like him with you, he might run away. Miss Kris, you should take the initiative. Men nowadays love women who are bold and open-minded, let alone a man like Director Hart who has spent most some years in the States.”
Their words hit Kris hard. Remembering Myra’s bold behavior toward Tony during the afternoon, she narrowed her eyes and said, “You guys should go first. I have something else to do.”
There was a touch of shyness on her face, so the others quickly left, knowing what she was about to do.
However, Kris didn’t go to Tony. Instead, she made her way to the underground car park and left in her red sports car. She was already some distance away from Tony’s car. Deep in her heart, she knew very well that Myra couldn’t stay with Tony tonight.
When Tony heard Myra’s words, he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand. He didn’t mention to her that he was already outside the company. Jamming one of his hands into his pocket, he looked up slightly, staring at the floor Myra was at. “What time are you leaving tonight, then?”
Myra looked at the pile of documents in front of her. “I’m not sure yet. Probably around ten or eleven.”
Because the bid was shifted to an earlier date, Myra panicked since she just got the documents.
Tony hummed in response and said, “I’ll come pick you up later.”
His voice was so low and flat. Nevertheless, Myra managed to pick up the softness in his voice. Her lips curved slightly. “You don’t have to come later. It’s going to be late. I’ll drive myself back.” She knew Tony was very busy with work, so she didn’t want to see him running around.
Nevertheless, Tony always meant what he said. “Call me in advance.”
Listening to his determination, Myra felt helpless but happy at the same time. “Fine.” She nodded.
They talked for a while before ending the call.
Tony got into his car after the call ended. Thinking for a while, he gave Elliot a call and drove straight to the Zion Club after finding out his whereabouts.
A red sports car was following him from behind.
When Tony noticed the flash of red from the rear-view mirror, he remained unconcerned and took out another cigarette.
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