Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 102

She uttered the word ‘hospital’ in a hushed and awkward tone, seeming as though she wasn’t hoping to be heard by the man in front of her.

“What happened? It’s an emergency! Myra, hurry over to Chase Group and tell Sean that I’m on my way back from Springdale City. I’m getting off the freeway soon and I’ll be stopping by Chase Group.”

Eve’s voice was filled with urgency, and Myra’s brows knitted in confusion.

Is it because of what happened at the construction site last night?

She regained her composure. “I’m okay, Mom. Those people yesterday… They weren’t able to hurt me much. The police are also investigating it, so it should be fine.”

“What are you talking about, Myra?!” Eve exclaimed, her tone laced with slight irritation. “What do you mean it’s fine? Sean told me about the incident where confidential information about the Hilliville Project had been stolen. Now that the company’s funding chains have been cut and properties are left barren, business can’t go on as usual at all. Did you look at the stock market this morning? Chase Group’s financial stocks fell by 7 percent today, and it’s still dropping as of now…”

“What?” Myra was shocked. How did such a small matter escalate overnight to something as huge as this?!

“What on earth happened? How did the top secret information get stolen? What was inside of it, anyway?” Myra couldn’t help but ask.

She turned to the side in an attempt to get off the bed, but the sudden movement made her head spin and she almost fell head-first onto the ground.

A pair of hands came forward swiftly and steadied her arm, preventing the fall.

Myra lifted her head and her eyes met with Tony’s, which were cold and unbothered as usual. She looked away immediately.

Her ongoing phone call with Eve conveniently reminded her that she was still a married woman—for now. She wasn’t in the place to think about such distractions.

She nibbled on her bottom lip and eventually decided to stay quiet, walking past Tony toward the outside of the room.

Tony stared at her from behind as she slowly strolled out, his hostile eyes narrowing.

The line went silent after Myra’s three burning questions. After a long pause which lasted enough for Myra to be sure that Eve had ended the call, she finally replied softly with another question, “Myra… Are you sure you don’t know what happened?”

Myra could tell right away that her question had a suspicious undertone. With a heavy heart, she asked, “Am I supposed to know?”

“Uhh…” Eve seemed to be troubled. “I heard from Sean that the confidential information seemed to have gone missing because of you… You should head over to Chase Group as soon as possible and have a talk with him. I really don’t know how it happened, Myra…”

Eve continued, but Myra was already lost in her own mind.

Hilliville’s top secret information… had been stolen by me?

How could I steal something like that and be completely unaware of it?

Suddenly, a flash of bright light sent a sharp pain up her eyes as Myra squinted. Looking around, nothing seemed out of the usual.

She wasn’t at the hospital; she was on the top floor of Hart Group’s 48-storey office building. In other words, it meant that Myra had spent the night at the lounge inside Tony’s office.

Just then, her phone came to life with another call—it was from Sean. Myra stared at his name on her phone screen, nervously biting her lip. She eventually switched her phone to silent mode and headed toward the elevator.

I don’t know what happened, but don’t you dare blame me for something that I didn’t do!

Myra’s car was left at the construction site, so she hailed a cab to Chase Group.

The cab driver slammed the gas mercilessly and sped toward their destination; the usual one-hour journey only took less than an hour this time.

Myra got off the cab and paid the driver before entering the building. As she headed inside, she could feel that the atmosphere was off.

Stepping foot through the entrance, employees started pointing judgmental fingers at her while whispering among themselves.