Myra asked three questions in succession. “Didn’t Elliot say that something might happen tonight? Weren’t you guys going to expose the Walton Family’s crimes? Won’t they become angry and attack the few of you?”
Tony narrowed his eyes at once, and his gaze darkened somewhat. Well done, Elliot; I just asked him to bring Myra a message, but I didn’t expect him to shoot his mouth off, he thought to himself. After letting out a sigh, he took her back into his arms. “I’m fine. They’re still unaware of what we’ve done tonight, so everything is going smoothly. You don’t have to be worried,” he reassured her. Then, as his gaze fell on her bare feet, he knitted his brows instantly. Tony scooped Myra up in his arms at once, and he walked upstairs with his heart aching for her. “Why did you come out without wearing a pair of slippers? The weather is cool now, so you can’t risk falling ill.”
“That’s right. She dashed out of the house as soon as she heard your car driving in; I couldn’t stop her at all,” Sebastian remarked in resignation in front of them.
When she heard what Sebastian said, Myra felt somewhat embarrassed; she buried her face in the chest of the man before her. “I’m just worried—”
“All right, that’s enough. Now that you’re back, hurry up and comfort your wife, Tony. She was on tenterhooks all night for fear that something might happen to you, and no one could soothe her,” Sebastian urged before becoming the first person to walk upstairs.
Tony then carried her back into their room and sat her down on the bed. Then, he crouched down and took a towel to wipe her feet.
Meanwhile, Myra retracted her feet and said, “Don’t do that. I can do it myself.”
“Don’t move!” Tony grabbed her foot without allowing her to retract it.
Myra watched as Tony painstakingly helped her wipe the sole of her feet clean; she could even see his long and thick eyelashes from her angle. He was always imposing in appearance, but there were times when he was so tender and affectionate. When he finished wiping the soles of her feet clean, she immediately retracted her feet under her quilt. “Don’t do this for me anymore. It feels weird.”
“What are you feeling weird about? Is there a part of your body that I haven’t touched?” Tony raised his brows. Then, he tossed the towel away and went to the bathroom immediately to take a shower.
It wasn’t until she heard the sound of running water in the bathroom that Myra actually heaved a sigh of relief. Nothing happened to him, so it seems that I over-imagined things.
When the man came out of the bathroom, she couldn’t stop herself from pestering Tony with questions about what had happened that night. “What’s going on? Why would you want to inflict heavy losses on the Walton Family all of a sudden?”
“I’m not doing that all of a sudden.” Tony’s heart ached somewhat, but he was inwardly pleased when he saw Myra being so anxious about him. After lying down, he took the woman into his arms; the two of them enjoyed a cozy moment of their own. “I have been aware of the Walton Family’s movements long ago; I had no evidence back then, so I could only let the Hartwell Group withdraw first. It was fine when they weren’t in Bradfort City, but now that they have arrived here, it’s better to have a peace of mind by wiping them out as quickly as possible to prevent more trouble in the future. Besides, Shawn has a mission to carry out, and I just cooperated with him.”
“What crimes did the Walton Family commit?” Myra asked curiously. Since she was pregnant, she couldn’t lie face down on top of Tony, so she burrowed into his chest as he held her in his arms.
“They engage in smuggling and drug-trafficking.” Tony’s face grew grave as he spoke of this. “They went back to Springdale City to dispose of stolen goods and launder money, and they’ve also done it numerous times.”
“Oh my God!” Myra exclaimed. She disliked the Waltons very much, but she never expected them to be so bold! She asked, “Does everyone in the Walton Family have a part in it?”
“This isn’t clear for now, but the three men in the Walton Family are all involved; whether or not Mrs. Walton and Gemma are involved depends on future investigations.”
Myra felt somewhat uneasy; the smuggling and drug-trafficking rings she saw on TV were wicked, merciless, and brutal in their means, and they were especially so to those who stood in their way. As she held Tony’s hand, she asked worriedly, “Nothing will happen to you, right? Will they do anything to you because they bear grudges against you? Or is what you’ve done really unknown to everyone? Would they have a source of information telling them that you guys know what they’ve done?”
Tony pinched her hand and signaled her not to worry. “Judging from our current understanding of the situation, they shouldn’t be aware of it. If things develop smoothly, an arrest warrant will probably be issued tomorrow afternoon.”
Myra looked up and kissed him on the chin. “In that case, don’t make me worried by letting anything happen to you, okay?”
Tony couldn’t help but laugh; as he held Myra in his arms, he kissed her on the lips. “Don’t worry, nothing will happen to me.”
Myra took a deep breath. “Okay.”
The two of them then fell asleep in each other’s arms since a fierce battle would be waiting for them the next day.
Myra insisted on going to the Hart Group with Tony the next morning since she was unwilling to stay in the Hart Residence and wait for news about him. Since Tony couldn’t talk her out of doing so, he could only nod his assent.
Fearing that the outlaws would risk their lives and do anything terrifying, she was highly vigilant along the way—it annoyed and amused Tony at the same time.
It wasn’t until they arrived safely at the Hart Group that she heaved a sigh of relief. Moreover, when she specifically turned on the radio in the car, she didn’t hear any breaking news about Bradfort City, so she thought the Walton Group might not hear any news yet.
As they were on their way up in the elevator, she kept standing in front of Tony intentionally or unintentionally. Not knowing whether to laugh or to frown, Tony pulled her over and took her into his arms. “Even though I’m deeply moved when my wife protects me in such a way, my wife is a woman. As a man, how can I let a woman stand in front of me?”
Myra was somewhat embarrassed by what he said, but she straightened up her neck and retorted, “I’m not protecting you; I’m just walking a little fast today.”
“Slow down your pace. We don’t have to clock in and out on time.” Tony held her in his arms with a smile while exiting the elevator.
Elliot and the others had arrived, and they were doing their own stuff. When he saw that Myra was here with Tony, he shouted in surprise, “Hi, Mrs. Hart!” However, he nearly lost his balance when he got a stern gaze from the man next to her. Only when they left did he whisper, “How did I provoke Tony again? Didn’t I merely call Myra ‘Mrs. Hart’? He used to like us calling her ‘Mrs. Hart’ the most.”
Lucas shot a sidelong glance at him. “How could you be in the mood to think about those things? Hurry up and analyze the data; Shawn wants to use them.”
“All right.” Elliot took the statistical report and began to analyze it carefully.
…
No one came up to the floor Tony was on that morning except Leo, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense throughout the morning. Myra tried her best to relax by watching variety shows, but she couldn’t stop herself from worrying. Hence, she would look downstairs every once in a while. Even though she couldn’t see anything downstairs from the height of the floor she was currently on, she felt as though doing so could ease her nervousness.
It was soon past 11.00AM, and a few people on the floor had their cell phones ringing like crazy. Their cell phones rang urgently one after another as if something serious had happened, but they simply turned a deaf ear to it.
Finally, Myra’s cell phone rang as well. When she glanced at her phone’s screen, she saw that it was a call from an unfamiliar number, so she ignored it without a second thought.
Myra didn’t want to answer the call from an unfamiliar number no matter whether she would mistake the caller’s identity or not. However, soon after her cell phone stopped ringing, it registered another incoming phone call. Myra glanced at the screen once again and realized that it was a call from Cameron this time.
When she saw Cameron’s phone number, Myra suddenly recalled that the Walton Group had injected funds into several big projects that the Stark Group formalized since they were in a collaboration; the Stark Group even invested a lot of money into a few projects under the Walton Group’s name.
As soon as she saw the phone call from Cameron, Myra thought she might have figured out why he was calling her.
