Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 277

Richard pondered for a long while as if thinking about what he should say. Sean waited for so long that he was growing impatient, but Richard suddenly said, "Miss Stark has fought for many projects for the Chase Group in the past."

That was indeed the truth.

In the beginning, the Chase Group was in a terrible state. After Myra took over the design department, she had been busy and constantly working overtime.

She took great pains to obtain more projects for them.

She never complained about working overtime or the intensity of her workload. Judging from how hard she worked, no one could believe that she was a dainty young lady from a wealthy family.

Obviously, Sean knew that Myra wasn't the only one who was busy in the beginning because he was too. A lot of times, when he took the stairs down to the underground parking lot, he could see her when he passed by the design department, and she would always be the only one working overtime.

She never once complained to him about work, and she had gotten many projects for the Chase Group.

As of today, the Chase Group was doing many times better than they were back then.

Sean suddenly let out a low chuckle. "At that time, I was like a demon. If Myra could do this to me and the Chase Group, then why did she work so hard to help us in the past..."

Listening to what Sean said, Richard knew that he understood the meaning behind his earlier statement.

He was just a secretary, so he had no right to interfere with his boss' decisions. He could only indirectly express his opinions.

If he was being honest, Richard was quite fond of Myra. Unfortunately, she only stayed for two years before getting divorced from Sean. Then, Lyla...

Richard pursed his lips.

All of a sudden, the office phone rang.

With tightly furrowed brows, Sean waved a dismissive hand at Richard. "That's all. You can go now."

Richard nodded and left.

Sean walked to the phone and picked it up absent-mindedly. As soon as he answered the call, Eve's panicked voice sounded from the other side. "Sean! Sean... Hurry up and come to the hospital! It's bad! Elsie... S-she had a miscarriage..."

When Tony was satisfied, Myra fell into a deep sleep.

There was a soft knock on the door. He shot a lazy glance at the door, then responded in a low voice, "Come in."

With a whoosh, a small head poked in through the doorway. Tilting his head, Henry looked at his uncle and whispered, "Uncle Tony, Great-grandpa asked me to call both of you down to eat." Henry dared not speak too loudly, probably because the room was too quiet. Not to mention, he couldn't stop his face from turning red when he saw the scene inside.

Although Tony and Myra were just lying together, he felt somewhat embarrassed.

When Tony noticed that his nephew was being evasive, satisfaction appeared in his eyes. He said softly, "Myra is asleep, so you guys go ahead and eat first. We'll go down when she wakes up." "Okay." Henry had already withdrawn his neck, but he suddenly poked his head back in again and whispered, "Uncle Tony, do you believe what they're saying on the Internet?" There was a hint of nervousness in the little guy's tone and expression. It was as if he was afraid to hear his uncle's answer, but at the same time, seemed to look forward to it. Tony narrowed his eyes, then placed a kiss on Myra's forehead. He then raised his eyebrows at the little guy. "What do you think?"

Breathing a sigh of relief, Henry whispered, "I trust Myra too. She's not that kind of woman! When I go down, I'll definitely tell Great-grandpa that he was too unreasonable just now."

With that, he gently closed the door for them, then the stomping sounds of his footsteps gradually disappeared.

Perhaps it was because he got Tony's answer, but he seemed a little happy. However, the sound of his heavy footsteps woke Myra up.

She frowned and slowly opened her eyes, only to meet Tony's deep, smiling eyes. As the memories came flooding back, her face turned scarlet. She pushed the man in front of her away and sat up. "How long have I been asleep? Is it time for dinner? What time is it?"

Tony was a little upset for being pushed aside. But, since he was so satisfied just now, he could still tolerate it. Myra was nervously putting on her clothes when he swept her into his arms. "I just made an appointment with a reporter, and I'll be meeting with him tomorrow. You should go too."

"What's it for?" Myra couldn't help but ask.

He made an appointment with a reporter...

"Nothing much. We're just going to talk about what happened today." Tony raised his eyebrows.

"I won't go." Myra instantly refused.

Tony narrowed his eyes at once. "I've already made an appointment with him."

"Then, you can go on your own." Myra wriggled out of his embrace.

"Myra Stark!" Tony rarely called her by her full name, and his current expression was serious.

"Even if you call me 'Your Highness', I won't go with you!" Myra said nonchalantly, then got out of bed after getting dressed.

Tony didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing her say that. 'Your highness'? When did she learn to be funny?

He was about to grab Myra's hand, but Myra dodged him and proceeded to search the floor for her slippers.

"Then, we won't talk about today's affairs. We'll just talk about random stuff." Tony couldn't help but sound a little gentler when Myra started to make things difficult for him. "Since I've already made an appointment, I can't stand him up, right?"

Myra finally stopped looking for her slippers. Turning her head, she looked at Tony. "We're really not talking about today's affairs?"

"We won't." Tony got out of bed as well and walked to Myra's side. "I swear."

When Myra saw how sincere he had become, as well as her own figure reflected in his clear pupils, she was moved. She snuggled into his arms. "Since the situation has already gotten to this point, we better not give any random explanations. Over time, all of this will die down. It won't affect me."

What she meant by this was that he wasn't allowed to take the initiative to take responsibility for the incident.

Warmth surged into Tony's heart as he wrapped his arms around her waist while agreeing with her.

"Let's go downstairs. I assume you're hungry too. Just now, Old Master Hart got Henry to come up and call us down for dinner," Tony said faintly.

Hearing that Sebastian asked Henry to come up and call them, Myra felt her spirits lift. She took Tony's hand and walked out. "Then, let's hurry up and go down. We shouldn't let everyone wait any longer." Tony wanted to tell her that he told them not to wait, but seeing that Myra was currently in a good mood, he simply followed her and went down.

Downstairs, although Sebastian's expression was still unpleasant, it had obviously eased a lot.

Myra noticed that the medicinal food Sebastian had previously brought to the Stark Group for her was placed in front of her seat.

Serena winked at her. "Old Master Hart says one thing but means another. Myra, don't be bothered by what he said to you just now. If anything, he'll be the first to forget." Obviously, Serena trusted her.

A warm current flowed in Myra's heart as she nodded at Serena. She murmured her assent, and her smile turned her eyes into crescents.

As opposed to the heartwarming scene at the Hart Residence, in the hospital, Eve and Lyla were in a terrible mood.

After Lyla left the Chase Group in a haste, she immediately asked to meet with Elsie.

It just so happened that Elsie was near the office, so in no time, the two of them met in a coffee shop.

Lyla was furious and directly asked Elsie to leave Sean. However, how could Elsie agree to that? So, she gave Lyla a curt reply-every word she said felt like a stab to Lyla's heart.