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Myra pressed her lips together and she finally looked at the man who was sitting at the head of the table.

The sunlight that shone through the full-length windows set off his facial features and made them appear even more prominent. There was a cigarette dangling in his left hand and his necktie was loosened slightly against his stark white shirt. His long legs were crossed as he looked at the two design drafts in front of him lazily. Contrary to his usual stern expression or the illusion of his gentleness in the morning, he currently looked like a young professional, shining brightly all over.

It’s no wonder women are always throwing themselves at him like hungry wolves. The man in front of me has the potential for causing trouble.

“Miss Stark, do you have an opinion about me since you are staring openly at me?”

Myra was distracted but Tony’s cold and distant voice jerked her back to reality.

Tony tapped away the ashes from his cigarette butt as his black eyes looked directly at her. His eyes were like whirlpools, sucking people into them.

His lips curled into a faint smile and his elegant face had a touch of gentleness to it. Myra’s heart skipped a beat and she looked around hastily.

Elsie was staring at her in disdain, as though she was deliberately seducing Tony earlier. On the other hand, Sasha had a complicated expression.

Myra collected herself and she stopped looking at Tony’s expression. She cleared her throat before explaining, “I am just waiting for you to have a final say on the Chase Group’s design draft, Director Hart. After all, I can only be at ease after you to confirm that the Chase Group’s design is not a plagiarized product.”

“Is that so?” His quiet voice was husky and seductive. The last part of the sentence ended on a slightly higher tone and he seemed to be hinting at something else. Without even looking at him, Myra knew that Tony’s lips must be curled into a smirk.

She suddenly recalled the accidental kiss from last night and she blushed slightly. She then recalled his ambiguous question in the morning and had to force herself to calm down.

“Yes; I need to know if the draft from the Chase Group is fine.” She straightened her back and her gaze was a still façade when she looked at Tony once again.

He glanced at her clear eyes calmly but he did not miss her flushed ears. Tony’s lips curled into the faintest smile as he commented indifferently, “I have confirmed that the design drafts from the Chase and Hay Groups are not plagiarized work.”

again. She pretended as though she couldn’t help it when she grabbed onto his arm. “That’s

and strong arm. After checking the drafts,

at Tony lingeringly and she suddenly blurted out, “Since it’s almost past office hours, the Chase Group would love to treat Director Hart and Miss Hay to

darkened the moment Elsie held his arm, and he had to

not stop Elsie in

looked at Tony—it was obvious

she noticed that he did not

our invitation, it will seem as though the Chase Group is lacking behind the

from Myra’s originally flushed cheeks. Nevertheless, Tony unexpectedly avoided Elsie’s hand discreetly. He stubbed his

had just won the lottery and she acted as if she owned the entire world.

the table. “Myra, it seems like Director Hart is very

instead, she nodded in response.

am not convinced that he did not notice that Elsie was making advances

lips but she walked out of the conference

respective chauffeurs. It seemed like the Hart Group was planning

that he must have changed into a new suit. He paused when he walked past her before making

was about to reach the car, Leo stopped her and he smiled at her apologetically. “Miss Foster, our director does not like to share his car with others. It’s best

she knew her place. In the end, she had no choice but to

stopped her on her way too. Smiling at her, he murmured, “Miss Stark, our director mentioned that he wants to discuss some points with you regarding the design draft from the Chase Group. Please enter the

frowned at the obvious difference in

designer were looking