Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

Myra took a deep breath. For some reason, the thought of the noble and handsome man panicked her deep down inside, but she collected herself and replied, “Miss Bridgers, you should try to win Director Hart’s heart with your own capability if you love him. If he loves you, no one else can win his favor but you.”

Belle’s expression changed at Myra’s words; upon recalling what Tony had said to her, she apparently took the last sentence Myra said to her as an act of provocation. We both know that Tony loves the woman in front of me; isn’t she just telling me that Tony loves her, and no one else can win his favor?!

“Myra…” This was the first time Belle hated someone so much deep down inside. I have finally met the man I love, yet he doesn’t even bother giving me a glance because of the woman in front of me… For the very first time, she looked at the dignified woman before her as if humbling herself. Softening her voice, she then asked, “Tell me—what do you want so that you’ll leave him?”

However, Myra had a complicated look in her eyes. Going past Belle, she walked ahead and replied, “I’ve already told you—I never wanted to win Director Hart’s favor in the first place.”

How could that man be someone I can play up to? Myra curled her lips in self-deprecation, but Belle didn’t see that; all she saw was Myra’s figure gradually disappearing into the dressing room. As she stamped her foot, her tears fell again.

When Myra walked out of Wilson Golf Club, Tony had driven over in a black Maybach; he stopped the car at the entrance and gestured for her to get in. Myra’s feelings were mixed as she thought of what Belle had said just now, but she still stepped forward, pulled the car door open, and got into the vehicle.

The figure next to her had leaned over before she could fasten her seat belt, but she clutched her seat belt tightly and gave him a polite smile. “I’ll do it myself, Director Hart.”

Narrowing his eyes, Tony glanced at her before returning to the driver’s seat. Then, he started the engine with a raised brow.

Both of them were strangely quiet along the way. The cell phone in Tony’s pocket rang like crazy several times, but he hung up the calls expressionlessly.

When they finally reached the restaurant, Myra immediately stepped out of his car.

As soon as she got out, Elliot, who had been waiting outside, took her hand and walked a few steps away. He asked her in a whisper, “Miss Stark, did Tony go on a blind date just now?”

the sight of Elliot, but she wasn’t used to having her hand grabbed by

be the case according to Tony’s words, but judging from Belle’s looks, their blind date didn’t seem to have worked

Myra couldn’t conceal the faint smile

a bad feeling at the sight of her expression. Oh no! Myra knows that Tony went on a blind date

his car and came up to meet

them then entered the hotel and went into a VIP room. Myra wondered if she was thinking too much, but despite Tony telling her that Elliot had something to talk to her about, the latter took the seat next to the chair adjacent to

he then casually pulled out the chair next to Myra’s and sat down. “Weren’t you going to discuss something with me just now?” He

words, Myra no longer cared about Elliot; she immediately turned to look at the man next to her. However, when she met Tony’s eyes—which seemed to be able to see through everything—it occurred to her that he couldn’t possibly be unaware of what had happened to Chase Group. After all, even Belle was aware of it. She then said with a forced smile, “Director Hart, you must have learned that Chase Group’s trade secret has been stolen. Currently, all

the private room when she

meeting Myra’s hopeful gaze. Putting back his cigarette, he curled the four fingers of his right hand and tapped lightly on the table. “Indeed,

Myra’s voice instantly became husky. Naturally, she hoped this time that the

slowly, “Indeed, someone from Chase Group had disclosed the information to us this time, which was why we managed to sell off all the

Elliot instantly pricked up his ears. On the other hand, Myra’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest. She thought to herself, It’s Lyla! She must be

iced water had been poured on her. “Nonetheless, I’m sure you

it was almost impossible for Hart Group to help her with this. After all, doing so would plunge them into a messier situation. However, he asked her to stay and play golf just now, which made her think that he had another way at the very least. In her opinion, the most enigmatic part about Tony was that he

to sink little by little. Gritting her

can’t do anything this time—not for

forced. “In that case, I shan’t force you to do something you