Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 133

"What do you mean by 'fine'? A man like Tony has seen all sorts of women. Do you think that you will be able to turn him on just by standing before him?" Estelle tossed the chip in her hand away and she continued in a stern manner. "Let me tell you this-you were too casual when you were with Sean. Look at all the women he has outside there they are all tempting and bewitching! Therefore, when Tony stands in front of you, you must try to enchant him with your expressions, seduce him with your movements, and mesmerize him with your eyes... All in all, you have to make sure to gain full control of his body and heart this time!"

The more she spoke, the more emotional she became. It caused Myra to blush so fiercely that even the base of her neck turned red. Lastly, she could not help but ask, "Was that how you treated Shawn before he pounced on you?"

Myra's words rendered Estelle speechless, so she glared at her. "Don't touch that sensitive topic. I must have been blind to have my eyes on that b*stard at that time. Stop mentioning him and spoiling the mood; it isn't easy for me to come over to hide at your place for some time, so please, I beg you not to mention him.

Just as Myra was about to reply to her, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Who is that?" Estelle took the opportunity to answer the door while leaving Myra behind for fear that the latter would question her further about her relationship with Shawn. From the peephole, she saw an old man with grey hair and beard standing outside the door.

As the old man was also looking at her through the peephole, all she could see was an enlarged, twisted face. Puzzled, she opened the door and asked him as his back instantly straightened outside, "Old man, are you at the right place?"

She knew almost all the old people that Myra knew of and the one before her looked like none of them.

After Sebastian had left the club, he asked his driver to look for a place to slaughter the fish, which was stolen from Old Master Hay, before taking the fish to Myra's place.

Upon hearing Estelle's rude way of addressing him, he was so pissed that his beard nearly curled upward. "Who are you calling an old man?! Don't you know that you should respect an elder?" He appraised her from top to bottom while pursing his lips in displeasure. "I think that it would be more appropriate for a person your age to address me as 'sir'."

"Sir?" Estelle's eyes widened. "I even call my own grandfather 'old man', but he is not as sensitive as you."

Estelle had never been a person who respected senior citizens.

Sebastian was so furious that he nearly stomped his foot. "Who are you? Why are you at Myra's house?” he asked with a stern expression.

"I'm her friend. Why can't I be in her house?" she replied unrelentingly.

Oh, my! Look at her! Why does Myra have this kind of friend? Well, it is no wonder-a person with a poor character can only make friends with people of the same character! Myra, who seemed to hear a familiar voice from inside, immediately went to the foyer. Upon seeing the person standing outside, she was surprised and called, "Old Master Hart." "Hmph!" Is she going to comfort me now? It's too late for that!

"Why are you here?" She felt edgy. Could it be that he found out that I have gotten together with Tony?

Upon seeing that she did not immediately invite him into the house, Sebastian was even more displeased. These two ignorant people really don't know how to read an old man's mood!

"Hmph!" When he took a look inside, he failed to replace his grandson's figure and there was no sign of a man's shoe at the foyer, which made his dark expression ease a little. "These are the fish that I caught this morning. I want to eat steam fish today. Quickly prepare the dish and serve it on the table."

Sebastian curtly handed the bag of fish to Myra and directly entered the foyer. He took a pair of flip-flops, which he had worn when he previously came, from the cabinet and went into the house. Everything that happened seemed unbelievably unreasonable. Estelle looked at Sebastian, who was heading inside, with eyes that were filled with countless question marks.

"Myra, is he the Old Master of the Hart Family?"

As she did not previously attend his birthday banquet, she had never seen him before, which explained why she did not recognize him. Carrying the bag in her hands, the helpless Myra nodded. "Yeah, he came over here once before this. I didn't expect him to come over again." "What does all this mean?" Estelle pulled Myra closer to her and whispered the question.

Myra shook her head, indicating that she had no idea as well. I just hope it isn't what I thought.

After she entered the kitchen, she could not help but to close the door and sent a message to Tony. "Your grandfather... is at my house now."

Ever since Estelle learned that the old man was Old Master Hart, she did not dare to be rude to him. This old man in front of me is the grandfather of that b*stard, Shawn. A b*stard's grandfather could only be worse than he is, no?

She politely walked past him to pour herself a glass of water. Then, she guzzled it. After that, she poured another glass of water before sitting next to him.

Sebastian cast her a glance and he grumbled with a look of disgust on his face. "How rude."

His comment nearly made her spill the glass of water in her hands.

She turned to the other side and pretended to attentively watch the horror movie, but once again, she heard the old man beside her muttering a comment. "Such a poor taste."

Upon hearing that, she gripped the glass with such force that she nearly broke it, which brought about a frown and another comment from the old man beside. "Such a large strength she has."

When Estelle was at the verge of spitting blood, he concluded, "Luckily, she is not the girl whom my little grandson has fallen in love with."

She roared in her heart, Your little grandson didn't fall in love with me, but your third grandson did! He likes me! So, what are you going to do about it?

Of course, she did not yell the words. After suppressing herself for a while, she decided to rise from the couch and head into the kitchen.

Sebastian finally was able to gain control of the remote control to watch variety shows.

"He really pissed me off! I'm so pissed now! No wonder Shawn has such a capricious temper. It turns out that the reason is his grandfather!" Shawn's bad temper is exactly the same as the old man outside! "Calm down. Old Master Hart's words may not sound nice, but he doesn't have any ill intentions." Myra consoled her.

"His words don't sound nice? They are practically harsh! And he doesn't have any ill intentions?" Estelle's voice almost cracked. "His ill intentions are basically written on his face! No, I can't stay with him here. I will take my leave first. Since you won't be staying in tonight, I will be bored staying alone here anyway."

After saying that, she attempted to leave, but Myra asked her a question in puzzlement. "How did you know that I won't be around tonight?"

Crap! Estelle turned and grinned at her. "Just a guess. You will surely stay with Tony tonight!"

With that, she turned and quickly headed outside while feeling relieved.

Myra had no choice but to continue to prepare the steam fish that Sebastian wanted to eat. It was fortunate that she had stocked her fridge with food after the other night, so she now had all sorts of ingredients in her house, which spared her from receiving any further complaints from him.

However, she intentionally slowed down the cooking process to wait for the man to arrive.

40 minutes later, Sebastian, who had been sitting in the living room, finally lost his patience. He walked to the kitchen and cast her a cold glance. "What is taking you so long? Are you waiting for someone?" Myra's face instantly blushed. "It has just been prepared. I will serve it to you now."

After saying that, she reached out with her hands to hold the plate. It was burning hot that she immediately retracted her hands to touch her ears.

"You are so stupid. How did you manage to seduce my grandson?!" Upon seeing her reaction, he coldly snorted with his brows deeply furrowed.

His words made her feel even more embarrassed. As expected, Old Master Hart has learned that I am dating Tony.

She silently took a soft cloth to hold the plate.

Myra was considerably hardworking for preparing not only steam fish, but other side dishes and sauce as well. Sebastian's expression finally eased a little when he saw her carrying one dish after another out from the kitchen.