Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 378

Sean knitted his good-looking brows with a frosty look in his eyes. "Tony doesn't deserve to be together with you if he gets angry at you over this!"

Myra was so angered by his reply that she almost laughed. Not wanting to waste her breath talking to the man before her anymore, she beckoned to the security guard who kept craning his neck and looking in their direction. Then, she turned to look at Sean and said, "Whether or not he deserves to be together with me is my call to make. Besides, there's one thing that I'm very clear about-you don't deserve to be together with me!"

By the time she finished her sentence, the security guard had come to her side. He then asked respectfully, "What can I do for you, Miss Stark?"

Myra's eyes swept coldly past the man before her, and his expression turned ghastly. "Nothing. This gentleman might harass me, so please help me to keep an eye on him," she said. Then, as the security guard eyed Sean with hostility, she walked toward the Hart Group's building.

"I have learned my mistakes, Myra! Are you not going to give me a chance just because of a mistake that I made?!" Sean suddenly shouted at Myra from behind just as she was about to leave. As the security guard watched in surprise, Sean pursed his lips and forced a smile. "You loved me so much in the past. If we can go back to the past where we loved each other, nothing will separate us anymore..."

Sean's voice could still be heard continuously from behind, but Myra was very calm deep down inside. Once she entered the elevator casually, she pressed the button to Tony's floor and waited quietly before she could meet her man in a while. To her, no one was more important than Tony and the baby in her womb right now!

When she exited the elevator, Tony was already leaning against the wall near the elevator while wearing a white shirt and a pair of black suit trousers. His polished leather shoes were spotless, whereas his tall, upstanding figure and effortlessly good-looking facial features made him look as perfect as Apollo, the Greek god. He wore a meaningful smile on his lips at this moment, and he looked tenderly at the woman before him who had just come out of the elevator. "Did Sean stop you just now?" he asked with a raised brow.

Myra walked up to him and took his hand on her own initiative before she cast him a sidelong glance. "You were aware of it?" she asked. Myra then continued, "Why didn't you go down and save me from that predicament if you knew about it?"

"Why should I go down when Sean is giving you individual shares of the Stark Group with the best of intentions?" Tony replied leisurely. "You should know that you can have the Stark Group firmly in your hands with the shares he holds right now."

"The Stark Group's shares?" Myra was startled.

When he saw her expression, Tony was displeased at once. He pinched her waist and asked, "What is it? Are you regretting it now? Do you want to go down and take back his part of the shares?"

Myra immediately felt helpless. "I wouldn't want it even if he gives me the entire Stark Group," she said before pausing for a moment. Then, she tilted her head to one side and looked at the man before her. "I thought that you were a magnanimous person. As it turns out, you're jealous, hehe."

Tony pursed his thin lips before taking the stuff Myra was carrying in her hands, helplessness and affection written all over his face. The couple then snuggled against each other while walking to Tony's office. Myra had no regrets about the shares Sean held. Sean's shares were his, and her shares were hers. Since she wouldn't accept Sean, she wouldn't accept whatever he gave to her. She didn't care if the Stark Group ended in her hands, for she simply felt that Tony's help was sufficient to her.

Earlier on, Myra had bought those lunches according to Tony's preferences. After they enjoyed a comforting meal in the lounge of Tony's office, Tony held Myra in his arms and took a lunchtime nap. Then, he got up and went out for a meeting while Myra was still soundly asleep.

Myra still had a faint smile on her face when she woke up; she had a dream where she saw her mother again. In contrast to her previous dreams, her mother looked at her with great gratification this time and told her to lead a happy life.

Myra was too lazy to go to the florist's again in the afternoon, so she called the florists there and told them that they could get off work early. As it happened, Leo came to her when she came out of the office and informed her that Cameron would like to meet downstairs.

Myra frowned. She didn't want to see Cameron, but if he had changed his mind now... "Tell him to come up," she said to Leo.

Leo nodded before asking her, "Do you need me to ask Director Hart to come out and be together with you?" He feared that anything unexpected might happen. After all, he was quite mistrustful of Cameron. Myra shook her head. "It's not necessary to call him since he's busy with a meeting. I'll deal with Cameron myself."

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Leo thought about it for a moment. "All right then, you two may talk in the small conference room. I'll be outside, so I can hear you if you call me."

Myra nodded in response.

Cameron soon came up, and he was in a worse state compared to the last time. He looked ghastly with bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes, and even his back seemed to have hunched a lot. His eyes flashed for an instant when he saw Myra, but before Myra could notice it, he quickly put on a wry smile and asked her, "Are you still unwilling to help me, Myra?"

The Stark Group was on the verge of collapsing. If Cameron did not continue working hard to sustain the company after operating it for so many years, the Stark Group would've probably been declared insolvent that morning.

Myra's face was devoid of expression, though. "Tony has talked to you, hasn't he, President Stark? We can help the Stark Group, but we must get the company's shares in return. Giving ten percent of the Stark Group's shares shouldn't be a difficult thing to you compared to declaring the Stark Group insolvent right away, right, President Stark?"

Cameron's face contorted somewhat as he clenched his fists. "Are you driving your father into a dead end, Myra?"

Myra didn't change her countenance. "I don't think this is a dead end, President Stark. Even if you give me ten percent of the Stark Group's shares, you'd still hold a majority of the company's shares, so you can still live your present life!"

Cameron clenched his teeth. "We all know very well what you're up to, Myra. You want to take control of the Stark Group; the Stark Group will no longer belong to me once I give you ten percent of its shares!" There was a hint of irony in Myra's eyes. "The Stark Group never belonged to a single person in the first place. Instead, it's jointly owned by everyone who holds shares in it. President Stark, even though you can no longer be the company's chairman in the future, you'll still be the company's major shareholder. You still have the right to decide whether to pass a resolution or not in the Stark Group, so how could you say that the Stark Group no longer belongs to you?"

Cameron was so choked by Myra's reply that he gnashed his teeth hard. "Does that mean you're deciding not to help the Stark Group?" He took a deep breath.

Myra laughed. "The decision isn't mine, but yours, President Stark."

Myra kept calling Cameron 'President Stark', and the latter found it incomparably sarcastic. His daughter-whom he'd raised single-handedly-wanted to seize the power in his hands and trample him on the mud right now! Veins stood out on his temples as a violent feeling surged through him.

His life had been unprecedentedly miserable these days, and he couldn't replace the two people he was looking for. Frankly, if someone else discovered that secret right now, Tony wouldn't have to take away ten percent of the Stark Group's shares; instead, his current position would be taken by someone else right away!

He clenched his fists while letting out an insincere chuckle. "The decision is indeed mine, Myra. Since you won't help me, I'll be the one who decides the Stark Group's fate. I hope you won't regret it by then!"

His expression turned sinister in an instant, but he didn't dare to raise his fist at Myra since they were at the Hart Group. He thought to himself, I've seen through it all; the two daughters I've raised are both ingrates who bit the hand that fed them, and they're viciously coveting my wealth. Compared to them, only Olivia knows how to love her father.