Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 389

“I’ll deal with her right away.” Leo immediately headed outside. The receptionists probably wouldn’t be able to handle Gemma if she caused a scene, so the only way was for him to deal with her personally.

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Meanwhile, Myra’s phone was spammed with incoming calls as soon as she resumed her work at the Hart Group. This time, a handful of the Stark Group’s shareholders were calling her at the same time; after one issue was resolved, another was waiting on the line. They were all begging for her to find a way to save the Stark Group. At the same time, they were also hinting at her to get Tony to help with the Stark Group’s current predicament.

When Tony came in, she was still on the phone; her phone was already heating up and running out of battery as well. When he saw the situation that she was in, he hastily grabbed her phone from her hand and snapped into the receiver, “Myra is pregnant—she’s been advised by the doctor to stay away from harmful radiation.”

Then, he bluntly ended the call with Hansen.

Myra looked up at him in resignation. “The Stark Group isn’t holding up anymore; Mr. Baker only called because he’s worried.”

“Something like this can easily be settled in a few words, but he’s been babbling on for almost an hour… Do you even spend this long on the phone with me?” Tony gave her a sideway glance before he handed her a file of documents.

“What’s this?” Myra accepted the file and flipped it open to have a look—it was another one of the Stark Group’s company equity transfer agreements.

Her eyes were filled with helplessness as she said, “I haven’t used my share of money from the Chase Group; I was planning to use it and acquire some of these stocks, but as usual, you’re already one step ahead of me.”

“Is there really a need to compete between us?”

Tony squeezed her hand out of slight dissatisfaction before guiding her toward the bed. “I told Leo to bring back some refreshments; you didn’t eat well today, so tell me if you’re craving anything and I’ll give Leo a call right now.”

“I am, actually.” Myra gave it a thought as she licked her lips. “I don’t know why, but I’m suddenly craving for something sour. Can you get me some sour plums?”

Tony smiled at her with a pampering look in his eyes. “Of course, I’ll have him bring home some sour plums; fruits are good for your health, after all.”

As he said that, he stared fixedly at the woman before him; Myra was three months pregnant, but she didn’t look too out of shape since she was being taken care of very well at home. Nevertheless, her figure couldn’t be further from her slim and petite build from before; she’d gained quite a few layers on her waist, her face, and her legs. She was a little plumper, but she looked nowhere near ugly. Instead, she emanated a faint motherly charm—her eyes glowed with a certain tenderness, and her facial features had softened considerably. It made her look soothing to the eye.

Myra was a little embarrassed from the way that Tony was staring at her. She turned away slightly and muttered, “What are you looking at?”

“You’ve gotten a lot more beautiful these days.” Tony wrapped her in his arms and let out a low chuckle in her ear.

There wasn’t a woman in the world who didn’t like to be complimented, especially when it came from the man she loved. Myra’s ears reddened in embarrassment and she glared playfully at him. “You’re saying that I’ve gotten a lot fatter, huh?!”

“You’re not fat; you’re just a little plump. You’re a lot prettier like this—you used to be too skinny.” Tony was telling the truth, for he felt that Myra couldn’t be considered fat at all. Instead, she was much healthier with a little more meat on her; her complexion had improved as well, and she truly looked like she was glowing from within.

“I just think you look better like this,” he said. With that, Myra looked down at her own body helplessly. Since she was indeed pregnant, she could only eat regardless of how she felt.

The couple hugged for some time before Myra suddenly looked up and asked, “The amount of shares I own are catching up to Cameron’s, but when he gets released from the police station, he’d still be able to fight against me for the position of the Stark Group’s general manager. I was talking with Mr. Baker about this on the phone earlier, but you interrupted the call.”

“Are you putting the blame on me right now?” Tony raised a brow, and he squinted at Myra with a playful warning in his eyes.

Myra tiptoed and planted a kiss on his cheek. “As if I’d blame you, bigshot Director Hart! When I was talking to Mr. Baker, he told me that Cameron doesn’t seem to own all of the shares in his hand; he speculated that Cameron only has the power to manage it, and it might be because he’s given a portion of it to someone else.”