Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me novel Chapter 92

Meanwhile, Elliot, Shawn, Damian, and the others had arrived at Zion Club. They were here to give a farewell dinner to Damian, who would be returning to the army very soon.

Elliot was a casual person in the first place, so when he saw the voice message from Tony, he unthinkingly played it in front of everyone else right away.

“Director Hart is now on Chilham Route and will reach Zion Club in ten minutes.”

The soft and familiar voice that came from the cell phone stunned everyone at once. When they realized what had happened, Elliot’s eyes instantly lit up. “Wow, Tony is with Mrs. Hart right now!” he exclaimed. “Damn, did Tony let Mrs. Hart touch his cell phone?!” he added.

Everyone in the circle knew how serious Tony’s grumpiness was. Previously, he reluctantly handed his cell phone to Elliot only after the latter tried every way possible to convince him of the wonderful benefits of using Messenger. Nevertheless, he nearly killed Elliot with his eyes as he watched the latter tinkering with his cell phone!

Philip commented leisurely, “Since it’s Myra, she can touch Tony’s cell phone, of course.”

Lucas, on the other hand, shot Elliot a glance. “Duh!”

Speechless, Elliot snorted at both of them since he couldn’t outargue them. However… he moved close to them a while later with a shifty face, suggesting, “Don’t we have a chat group on Messenger? What about we invite Tony and Myra to join the group? Tony will definitely join the chat group if Myra does!”

Upon hearing his words, Philip and Lucas looked at Shawn and Damien.

Shawn knew Myra through her relationship with Estelle, from whom he had heard long ago about Myra’s impending divorce from her ex-husband, as well as how bad Myra’s ex-husband was and how good Myra was. He was only superficially conscious of social conventions; plus, Tony never let anyone stick their noses into his business, so he wouldn’t think much about it. Damian, however, had an unnoticeable frown upon hearing the three’s conversation. “Could you guys be talking about… Myra Stark?”

Philip and Lucas exchanged glances upon noticing the tone in Damian’s voice. Philip answered with a smile, “Yeah, we’re talking about her. It’s rumored that Myra and her husband have been discussing getting a divorce because of the return of the latter’s first love. Tony has compassion and care for her, so he has been helping her in secret these days.”

His reply contained a lot of information. Firstly, Myra wasn’t at the bottom of her divorce from her husband, for she wanted a divorce because her husband was unfaithful. Secondly, Tony didn’t make it widely known that he had been helping Myra, who probably didn’t realize Tony’s intention at all, so she wasn’t to be blamed.

“Is her husband Sean Chase, the director of the Chase Group?” asked Damien. He remembered what he had seen at the banquet that day, so he paid some attention to it after that.

Also sensing that something was wrong, Elliot immediately nodded. “That’s him! Damien, once you turn over the pages of entertainment magazines, you’ll see that this man is constantly involved in gossip every single day. He’d be photographed with a celebrity on this day and be caught fooling around with a young model on the next. If I were Miss Stark, I would have divorced him long ago instead of putting up with him until now! In my opinion, she gets bullied too easily with that temper of hers.”

He no longer dared to say the word ‘Mrs. Hart’ out loud.

Upon hearing Elliot’s words, Damian finally unknitted his brows and said nothing else.

Only then did the three men sigh in relief inwardly.

Myra and Tony soon arrived at Zion Club.

A valet came to take the car key to park the car, but Myra thanked him without handing her car key to him. Looking at Tony, who had stepped out of the car and walked toward her car door, she said, “Director Hart, I won’t be seeing you off into the club. It’s a bit late tonight, so I—”

Just then, her unfinished speech was interrupted by a casual voice. “Miss Stark!” Elliot popped up from nowhere and came up to her happily upon seeing her. Enthusiastically pulling the car door open for her, he assumed the standard demeanor of a gentleman, saying, “We knew that you were the one who used Tony’s cell phone in the car just now, Miss Stark! Hurry up and get out of the car, Miss Stark; we’ve reserved a seat for you.”