As if feeling Myra’s gaze on him, he flinched ever so slightly as he was holding the golf club. Turning to hand it over to an employee, he nodded at the middle-aged man next to him and headed toward Myra’s direction.

Myra could see that he was coming over, but her eyes fell upon a woman standing beside him who was holding a warm towel in her hands.

The woman was no stranger to her; she was Belle Bridgers, the daughter of the middle-aged man standing next to Tony, Director Bridgers. She had just returned from studying abroad in the United States. Myra knew exactly what was going on from the way the woman’s eyes twinkled as she looked up at Tony when he had holed the ball earlier. It was even a little uncomfortable to watch.

It wasn’t until Tony arrived before her that she recovered from her thoughts. Looking at him, she asked hesitantly, “Am I… interrupting something?”

Tony stared back at her, his eyes steady.

He knew all too well about what had happened after she left his office in the morning. Her eyes were filled to the brim with hurt and misery, and he knew that she was here because she needed a favor.

He said, “Since you’re already here, it’s pointless to say all that, Miss Stark.”

She couldn’t make out his state of mind from his tone. Earlier on her ride to the golf club, she was contemplating whether to discreetly ask for his help if he was in a good mood, but…

“Director Hart, I need your help for something. I received a call earlier at Hart Group—”

“Myra—” Tony interrupted before she could finish.

She froze. Tony’s eyes narrowed, staring at her with an unreadable look in his eyes. Noticing the way she looked back at himself in shock, he explained, “I don’t know if you’ve heard about this, but you can be quite boring sometimes.”

chewed on her bottom lip, realizing that

you some other day,” she

golf?” Tony’s sudden query

a hint of incomprehensible darkness which quickly disappeared. He reverted back to his usual,

Myra shook her head.

toward Cameron since childhood, she strongly hated every hobby that he had; naturally, she didn’t want

in his pockets. Standing on the neatly trimmed grass, the gentle caress of the sunlight greatly complimented his charming appearance. He said softly, “Join me for some golf briefly, and we

tugged at her lips, glancing again at the

course. “Isn’t it fair for me

further and further away. She gritted her teeth. Then again, no one was

an employee came over and guided her

time she finished changing, Tony had already finished another round of golf. He

eyes. She handed him something to which he politely

arrival instantly invited stares from

she suddenly went from a professional office lady to looking like a college student. Strands of hair which fell out of her high ponytail rested atop the visor on her forehead, highlighting the beauty of her eyes. Her glossy skin—clean from any residue of makeup—was fresh, dainty, and even a little flushed.

petite little face. Then, he nodded at Director Bridgers. “Director Bridgers, I hope you don’t mind my friend joining

His eyes cautiously darted to his daughter and back before he

Myra approached the group. She

seemed familiar, but he couldn’t recall her identity. Turning to

She’s also in charge of the design for Hart Group’s Sunny

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