At the Stark Group, after Sean left with Lyla in his embrace, Sebastian suddenly snorted loudly and gave Myra a long stare as he muttered, “Temptress!”
Myra grimaced in return as she lifted the flask in her hands and said, “Thank you, Old Master Hart.”
“Why are you thanking me? I wasn’t the one who prepared it!” Sebastian turned away as he went back to his usual haughty self.
What a surprise—I sure didn’t expect to see Myra caught up in a skirmish with another woman, and then that Chase boy turned up as well. As a matter of fact, if I hadn’t appeared, she would be bullied by the two of them and she would definitely not be able to get a word in. Sebastian frowned and said, “You’re such a wimp. It’s no wonder that you’re no match for Tony.”
Myra was feeling quite awkward at the moment.
I never imagined that this would happen. I can’t believe that Old Master Hart saw the dispute between me, Sean and Lyla. In fact, I didn’t expect him to stand up for me either!
Sebastian suddenly recalled that the Fisher girl was indeed pregnant. He couldn’t help but glance at Myra’s stomach as he asked, “Have you been staying at Tony’s lately?”
Myra was taken aback by the sudden change in topic and her face flushed red in response. She nodded her head lightly. “Yes.”
Just then, the crowd increased as everyone started coming back to work after their lunch hour. Realizing that it was awkward to be standing here in conversation, Myra asked, “Have you had your lunch, Old Master Hart?”
Sebastian waved her off as he realized her intention and replied, “I’ve eaten. I’m fine, so don’t fuss.”
However, he couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked, “How long have you two been together?”
Why is there no baby in sight?
Obviously, Sebastian was not going to reveal to Myra that he had pestered Lisa continuously that morning to prepare the chicken soup. It had taken him a lot of effort to get Lisa to agree to boil the soup. In fact, not many people had the chance to taste Lisa’s cooking.
Ever since what Tony mentioned last night, Sebastian had been extremely attentive to the matter of his great-grandchild. I know Katie’s pregnant now but they’ve already decided that their first-born will be following her surname. That’s such a shame! Well, the good thing is that Tony has a woman too! Therefore, if Myra’s pregnant, the baby will be my first great-grandchild. This is great news!
Last night, Sebastian had pestered Lisa for ages as he discussed this topic. They had in fact started discussing the gender of the baby and even came up with a list of names too.
“I’ve been together with Tony ever since… I finalized the divorce with Mr. Chase.”
Sebastian furrowed his brows upon hearing that, “What? It’s been less than a month!”
That’s too short for sure. Looks like there won’t be a great-grandchild in sight anytime soon!
Myra was significantly stunned as she heard his words, and she wasn’t quite sure what was on his mind at the moment.
She looks so lost! I can’t stand this any longer! Her intelligence level is quite worrisome, though; what if my great-grandchild takes after her?
Sebastian stomped his feet in frustration as he commented, “Eat more walnuts.”
“What?”
“What do you mean by ‘what’? Just do as I say!” Sebastian then straightened his clothes as he glanced at Myra. “Go home early once you finish work, alright? You should spend more time with Tony—I heard it’s popular among youngsters to foster a relationship.” The more time you youngsters spend together, the faster I’ll get a great-grandchild!
“After you finish the soup, let me know what you think of it. If it’s to your liking, I’ll get someone to send it over every day.” Sebastian then thought to himself, It’s important to nurture her body so that she can get pregnant soon.
Upon hearing his words, Myra shook her head hastily. “There’s no need for that. You’re too kind; I can—”
“There’s no need to feel shy. Come over to the Hart Residence anytime and I’ll make sure you get to eat whatever you like.” Sebastian had completely overlooked the fact that he was the one who had been pestering Myra to cook for him previously.
Myra felt a burst of warmth in her heart. Noticing Sebastian’s glare, she nodded her head in resignation and she thanked him. “Okay. Thank you, Old Master Hart.”
“You’re welcome.” Sebastian was quite pleased with himself as he had achieved his goal for today. As such, he didn’t plan to stay any longer. He turned around and walked toward the front door as he said, “Hurry up and have your lunch, and make sure you don’t starve yourself.”
He turned around and left the Stark Group after saying that, and he didn’t even give a chance for Myra to walk him out the door.
As Myra looked at the flask in her hands, she couldn’t quite explain her current feelings.
Ever since Grandpa and Mom passed away, I finally found comfort in Eve. However, this was all a façade as her love was conditional; in fact, she was the one that tried to send me to prison. I was quite affected by all this. Despite that, I’m quite lucky to have met others that love and appreciate me. Besides, I have him…
As Tony came to her mind, she suddenly heard her phone buzz. Myra glanced at it and to her surprise, it was Tony calling her.
She felt a warm fuzzy feeling as she took the phone call. At the same time, she looked on as Sebastian made his way out of the building and got into a waiting car. Then, she turned around and walked toward the elevator.
“Hello?”
Myra could hear his low breathing sounds and she felt as if he was right next to her just by listening to that.
“Did Grandpa pay you a visit?” His low yet enchanting voice rang out from the other end.
As soon as she heard his voice, the slight unhappiness she felt after the dispute with Sean and Lyla dissipated. She glanced at the flask in her hands as her mouth curved upward into a smile. “Yeah,” she replied.
Tony, who was in a slightly frustrated mood, calmed down significantly upon hearing her voice. He put out the cigarette he was holding and without realizing, he asked, “Did Sean turn up too?”
At his words, Myra was stunned. Subconsciously, she scanned her surroundings but unfortunately, she had already walked into the elevator. Sebastian had just left the Stark Group, so it couldn’t be him that mentioned this to Tony. She raised her eyebrows in surprise as she tried to come up with the words to say. However, she gave up and teasingly asked, “Are you jealous?”
Tony chose not to answer her question.
As such, both of them remained silent for that moment.
Suddenly, the elevator gave a loud ‘ding’ to indicate that it had reached the intended floor, and Myra walked out.
Realizing that Tony was quite sensitive about this topic, she couldn’t help feeling amused about it as she honestly replied, “Lyla came over to talk to me. She wanted me to leave her family alone and stop pursuing Sean.” Myra paused for a second before continuing, “She grabbed hold of me. However, when I tried to get out of her hold, the force must have pushed her backward, resulting in her nearly falling down a flight of stairs. Coincidentally, Sean arrived and saw what happened, so we had some disagreement then. That was the only thing we talked about. By that time, Old Master Hart arrived and thanks to him, I was able to get out of the messy situation.”
Over the phone, Myra didn’t realize that Tony’s was brooding and his mood was quite somber.
He narrowed his eyes but his voice remained unchanged. “Have you had lunch?”
I’m not sure why Tony’s changed the topic but that’s fine too. I don’t want to continue this topic either. Thinking of Lyla ruins my mood and brings up the anger in me. Since Sebastian has solved this issue, it’s best to leave it as it is. Besides, I don’t want things to get more complicated.
“I haven’t. Old Master Hart had just dropped off some food for me and I could smell chicken soup. I’ll have that for lunch; I can’t be bothered going out anyway. Besides, I’ve lost my appetite.”
She was telling the truth as she had lost all her appetite after the ruckus with Sean and Lyla.
Consequently, Tony didn’t pursue it further. He then reminded her in his low voice, “I’ll pick you up after work.”
“After work…” Myra suddenly realized she had a dinner appointment tonight, thus she hurriedly replied, “You don’t need to come tonight; I have a dinner appointment so I’ll head home after that.
Tony pursed up his lips and he replied in a low voice, “Sure.” He didn’t say much after that and hung up promptly.
Myra wasn’t quite sure whether she was overthinking things, but she felt that Tony was suppressing his feelings.
