Sebastian’s expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
As Sean noticed that, his face took on a ghastly expression.
He had been having some complicated feelings toward Myra recently. As such, after hearing Lyla’s words, he jumped to the conclusion and blamed Myra for everything, as usual. I’m so used to doing this—no matter what happens, I always assume that Myra’s the one who made a mistake. I’ve actually… never given her a chance to explain her side of the story; plus, I’ve never really trusted her words at all.
Instantly, Sean’s expression darkened as he came to this realization.
As for Myra, she was astounded by Sebastian’s words. Soon after that, she felt a burst of warmth from deep inside her heart and it grew inside her.
Sebastian may look impassive with his pursed-up lips, but I know that this is all just an appearance he puts up in front of me. Although he constantly acts as if he dislikes me, he always comes to my defense when necessary. Grandpa used to be the one who stood up for me when he was alive. Ever since he passed away, besides Tony, no one else has had such faith in me.
“Well, there is a way to prove today’s incident,” Sebastian commented, a nonchalant look on his face as he crossed his arms behind his back. He shot a look at Lyla, who was currently held in Sean’s embrace. Lyla immediately tightened her grip on Sean’s shirt in response. Soon after that, she heard Sebastian murmur coldly, “However, I reckon someone might not want the truth to come to light. If that’s the case, do you still insist on a fair trial for the woman in your arms, Chase boy?”
Sebastian had previously referred to Sean as Mr. Chase, but once he changed to addressing the latter as Chase boy, he had reduced Sean’s status by a few generations.
At this point, Sean’s expression turned ugly as he heard the way Sebastian addressed him.
Meanwhile, Lyla remained silent as she trembled in Sean’s arms.
It finally dawned on Sean that things might not be as he thought but frankly, he would rather be unaware of it. After a short pause, he turned around without another word and exited the building with Lyla in his arms.
The skies were clear and soft sunlight shone on the fountain outside the Stark Group, forming a tiny, colorful rainbow that was refracted from the water droplets.
Sean’s expression was impassive as he walked out of the building, and it was as if he was unaffected. Despite that, Lyla was rather anxious as she could clearly feel his tight grip on her hands, and she felt like her bones would shatter due to his force.
“Sean…” Lyla raised her head out of his arms as tears streamed down her face. Her tone was rather pitiful and full of grievance. “Do you believe Myra’s words? Do you think that I’m the one…” Her expression was clearly dejected as she continued, “I had just realized what Old Master Hart was implying. He basically wanted to look at the footage of the security camera. I’m not afraid of that but I just didn’t want you to go against him. After all, he’s the chairman of the Hart Group and we can’t afford to offend him…”
Lyla gave the impression that she was mainly acting in Sean’s best interests as she held onto his shirt tightly. “However, today… It was such a close call and our baby… I nearly lost our child again…”
As soon as she mentioned this, Lyla’s tears became uncontrollable as she aired all her grievances.
All of a sudden, Sean lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. There was a flash of unexplainable emotion in his gaze and after some time, he calmly asked, “Earlier on, did you accuse Myra of pursuing me?”
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