Myra watched as the car drove away. Then, she adjusted her clothes. The moment she turned around, she came face-to-face with Kris’ shocked and suspicious gaze studying her uncertainly. “Whose car did you just get out of?”
Myra coldly glanced at Kris before walking around her and heading toward the Stark Tower.
“Stop!” Kris hurriedly chased after Myra and grabbed Myra’s arm tightly. “I asked you; whose car did you get out of?!”
When Kris walked out of the building, she happened to see a black Maybach stopped in front of the building. It was the latest model in the market. She originally assumed that it belonged to one of the company’s presidents that was here at the Stark Group to discuss business. Just as she was about to go up and greet them, she saw Myra coming out of the car with a shy smile! Moreover, she noticed a tall man sitting in the driver’s seat during the short exchange between those two. Unfortunately, she couldn’t see who the man was!
Didn’t Myra just get divorced?! How did she hook up with another rich man so quickly? Or, is the man sitting in the car Sean? Besides Sean, I can’t imagine her showing that embarrassed smile to another man!
Meanwhile, a trace of repulsion flashed across Myra’s eyes when Kris grabbed her by the arm. She coldly glanced at Kris. “Whose car did I come out of? How does that have anything to do with you?”
“You!” Kris was frightened by Myra for a moment. Her eyebrows immediately furrowed together in response. However, Myra broke free of Kris’ hold and walked inside without waiting for Kris to speak.
A look of fury flashed across Kris’ expression. Then, she recalled the words Myra had said to her last night. Don’t tell me; did she come to Stark Group at this time to… She rushed to chase after Myra, her expression changing immediately. Upon entering the Stark Group, the receptionist stood up as usual. She was about to ask if Myra had an appointment when she saw who it was and looked shocked. In the next moment, Myra had already walked past her and headed toward the elevator.
Behind her, Kris yelled at the receptionist angrily. “Why didn’t you stop her?! No matter who enters the company, you have to stop them to ask if they have an appointment! Don’t you know that?!”
The receptionist fearfully replied, “But, she is the Young Lady of the Stark Family and President Stark’s—”
The receptionist had been about to say that Myra was Cameron Stark’s daughter. Nevertheless, she did not dare to finish her sentence when she saw the expression of the lady standing in front of her.
When Kris heard the way the receptionist addressed Myra, the veins at the side of her forehead bulged against her skin in anger. She glared at the receptionist hatefully before running in the direction of the elevator. She arrived just as the elevator reached the first floor. Myra walked into the elevator, and she hurriedly followed suit.
Pressing on the button to go to the floor Cameron was on, Kris glanced mockingly at Myra, who stood next to her expressionlessly. “Aren’t you amazing? Even though you just got divorced, you’re already eagerly hooking up with another wealthy man! Myra, don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing! Aren’t you thinking of getting that man to help you fight for the Stark Family’s assets?! Well, let me tell you this: no way in hell will that happen! My mother is already pregnant with my brother. Who do you think Dad will pass the Stark Group to once my brother is born?!”
“I don’t know who will inherit the company, but it won’t be you.” Myra didn’t even bat an eyelid and responded indifferently.
The expression on Kris’ face stiffened. It was undeniable that she had not gotten anything aside from her position in the Stark Group to this very day. Thus, she gritted her teeth. “You won’t inherit it either. You’re no different from me. In the end, you’ll be married off—” A sneer appeared at the corner of her lips. “Oh, we’re not the same. I’ll be married off to another family. But, you’re used goods that will be married off for the second time. Saying that I am similar to you is an insult to myself.”
Myra frowned at that.
Kris thought that she had hit Myra’s sore point. Hence, she couldn’t help smiling in malignant pleasure. “How dare you even try to fight for the Stark Family’s assets when you’re nothing but rejected goods? Let me warn you, Myra: you should stop as soon as possible. Otherwise, you’ll only end up as the butt of jokes in the future!”
“Since you know that I won’t win in the end, then why are you stopping me from fighting for it? You’re not one to be concerned about my well-being… Could it be that you’re scared I might actually win the fight?” Myra turned her head and looked at Kris calmly.
There was not a single trace of cloudiness in Myra’s eyes, but Kris felt an icy feeling washing over her for some inexplicable reason. She clenched her fists that were hanging by her sides. She had always hated the indifference and arrogance that Myra portrayed. Even though Myra seemed like she didn’t care for anything, she always obtained everything in the end. Before Rachel had officially married Cameron, Kris could only watch the happiness Myra had from a distance. And now that she finally had Myra’s family in the palm of her hands, she still couldn’t seem to make Myra show the slightest lonely and pleading expression.
“Scared that you might actually win the fight?” Her expression was unbelievably contemptuous. A ‘ding’ sound rang out as the elevator reached its destination. Then, Myra walked out of the elevator with a calm and composed expression. Kris followed behind her and continued saying in a low voice, “Did you know? Mom told me that Dad promised to give my brother 10% of the Stark Group’s shares once he is born. Concurrently, both Mom and I will each receive 5% of the shares. Just by giving him a son, we will receive an equal number of shares as you. But, we live with Dad. How can we only receive so little? This is only the beginning… Myra, your return might just bring us even more benefits…”
After saying that, she went on ahead.
Behind her, Myra furrowed her eyebrows deeply in response. At first, she had not thought much about the child in Rachel’s womb that Kris kept mentioning.
Rachel was 43 years old this year. Therefore, her pregnancy was considered a geriatric pregnancy. Myra had checked before; the child was only three months old—there was no real way to determine the child’s exact gender at this age. When Rachel learned that she was pregnant, she and Kris probably mentioned that the baby was a boy on purpose to hype up her pregnancy. Besides, even if it turns out to be a boy, he will still be the child between Rachel and Cameron. Whatever that should have belonged to me in the first place will not be reduced by that. But, Kris just mentioned that Cameron is going to give 20% of the shares in the Stark Group to the three of them…
Myra clenched her fists tightly. Walking to the office that she had gone to countless times in the past, she felt slightly dazed for a moment. Before everything changed and her entire life began to deteriorate, she had a relatively happy childhood. Although her mother had not been the happiest person back then, she had not understood where her mother’s unhappiness came from. Moreover, she had quite a good relationship with her father at the time. She had been to this office many, many times before—until she ran into another girl that looked very similar to her.
She pushed the memory aside, opened the door, and walked in without knocking. When she entered, she saw Kris standing next to Cameron. Both of them were smiling. Moreover, Kris was holding her phone in her hand. It was facing Cameron—they were probably having a video call. Then, a familiar female voice overflowing with gentleness came from that direction.
“Cameron, the baby is being such a good boy today. He didn’t kick up a fuss today. Mrs. Fletcher even made me a pot of creamy sweet potato and chicken soup today, which I finished obediently. Because of that, I’m feeling a little full—”
The two people inside the office were surprised by Myra’s sudden entrance. Following that, the voice on the other side of the phone fell silent too.
Cameron had been frowning at first. When he lifted his head and saw the person standing at the door, his eyes narrowed slightly and he glanced at Kris, who was standing next to him. Although the glance was faint, it carried an inexplicable pressure behind it.
Kris felt her heart skipping a beat. Thus, she said to her phone, “Mom, Sis is here. Let’s end the call here for now. When Dad isn’t so busy, we’ll call again, okay?”
