Myra’s wrist still bore the injuries from the handcuffs the night before. When he held her hand in that moment, she only felt immense pain. With a furious look on her face, she asked, “What the hell are you doing?”
Sean did not miss the pain on her face earlier. He lowered his head and saw the injuries on her wrist. Then, his expression immediately changed “What’s this?”
It was not just the hand he was holding; her other hand also had similar blue-black bruises on her wrist.
“This is none of your business!” Myra forcefully withdrew her hand from Sean’s grip as she withstood the pain.
Sean was hesitant. When I went over to her place for a meal, she didn’t have any injuries. After a night… His face suddenly darkened. “Is this because last night, you were brought to…”
His sentence trailed off as he closed his mouth with a conflicted expression in his eyes.
After being framed by them last night, Myra felt resentful. Even if we can’t be husband and wife, he doesn’t have to frame me with such despicable means. I can only blame myself for being so blind back then.
Myra took a deep breath before she returned to her indifferent expression. “Director Chase, if you don’t let me go, your lover, who is not far away from here, will become anxious.”
There was no love for him anymore. Sean froze before he blankly turned. Sure enough, Lyla’s face darkened as she looked at them from a distance.
Reflecting on what recently happened and yesterday’s incident, a vein protruded on his forehead. “About what happened last night, I-I… didn’t mean to send you to the police station—”
“Yes, you didn’t mean to, because you have already arranged everything beforehand.” Myra turned and appraised the man for the final time. She used to love him to her core, yet he caused her to suffer from the most trauma. If she could go back in time, she would not fall in love with him and allow him to ruin her life. “Sean Chase, we are over.”
She clearly enunciated her last few words before walking past him as she left.
Immediately, a black Maybach shone under the sun on the opposite side of the road.
She quickly picked up her phone as it rang. “Hello?”
“Reigniting the flames with your old lover? You stood there with him for so long. What did you tell him?”
Tony’s low voice rang from the other end of the phone. Even though he was not in front of her, Myra could imagine his current expression. His good-looking brows must be tightly knitted together and his thin lips pressed into a hard line. Yet, he still pretends as though it doesn’t bother him.
“Are you jealous?” She chuckled in a low voice. As dimples formed on her cheeks, she made him feel as though all the flowers around her had blossomed with her smile.
Seated in the car a street away, his heart fluttered and melted when he saw her speaking to him on the phone with her head lowered. “There’s a new restaurant on Jasmine Street. Are you hungry?”
She touched her belly; Indeed, she was ravenous. Then, she immediately smiled. “Dear Director Hart, I wonder whether I have the honor to buy you a meal today.”
“Did you receive a lot of money?” Tony retorted mercilessly. Even though his tone was nonchalant, he did not sound too pleased about it.
Myra ignored the sound of him gritting his teeth and she smiled as she lowered her head. “Yes, indeed. I’ve gotten 20% of the shares that I brought from the Stark Group in the beginning as well as 50% of the land in Hilliville owned by Chase Group!”
When she spoke about the second part, she seemed pleased with herself as the tone of her voice rose in excitement.
Tony froze for a moment as his eyes narrowed. 50% of Hilliville?
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