Myra’s pinkish face flushed a deep red immediately and she turned to glare at Tony. “I’m just 24, whereas you are almost 35 years old now! Who is the old one here?”
“Are you complaining that I’m old?” Tony’s eyes narrowed in warning when he heard that.
The car came to a sudden halt and Myra was flung forward by the sudden, intense inertia. There was a loud ‘clack’ of the seatbelt unfastening; the next thing she knew, Tony had picked her up and she was facing him.
“Tony Hart! We should be headed to the Hart Residence. I’ll leave you here alone if you keep this up!” Myra screamed at him.
Tony cocked a brow at her before releasing her slowly because he must have sensed her annoyance.
She let out a sigh of relief but before she could be fully seated, he started raining kisses on her.
Myra was at a loss for words.
It was dark by the time the both of them arrived at the Hart Residence.
They weren’t even sure if the whole family was waiting for them to start dinner; it would be horrible if they were.
A small figure dashed toward Myra the moment she got out of the car. “Myra, you’re finally here! We have been waiting for you for a very long time!”
Myra was rather embarrassed upon hearing that. “I’m so sorry to have kept everyone waiting.”
Then, she glared viciously at Tony who emerged from the driver’s seat.
Tony approached Myra’s side and he pushed Henry away, who was leaning against Myra. Then, he wrapped an arm around her waist and walked forward. “Henry, Myra brought a lot of presents for everyone. You should take the gifts into the house.”
Henry stared helplessly at Tony, who had snatched Myra away in the blink of an eye. Nevertheless, the boy thought of the woman in the house and his expression turned grave again. He walked toward the trunk of Tony’s car obediently, and he summoned the housekeeper to help him carry everything into the house.
Myra was unhappy with Tony’s behavior of constantly bullying his nephew. Hence, she reached out to poke him. “Why are you jealous of your own nephew? He is still so young; he doesn’t even know anything.”
“If he’s allowed to cling onto someone else’s woman when he knows nothing, imagine what he’d do when he knows the game!” Tony retorted stubbornly.
Myra was rendered speechless by his response.
With that, they continued walking into the house. Serena and Sebastian were already waiting for them, and the former’s gaze reflected her worries when they saw the two of them walking into the house. Sebastian, on the other hand, raised a brow and he seemed gleeful about something, but the twinkle vanished almost instantly.
“Hello, Old Master Hart; Hi, Serena,” Myra greeted the two of them.
Serena smiled at her. “Myra, it has been ages since you last visited. You should drop by more often.”
“I will, Serena.” Myra nodded in a friendly manner; she had a good relationship with Serena, after all.
Sebastian caressed his beard and he adopted a cold and distant manner. “It’s fine if you are dropping by, but didn’t you check the time? Must you make everybody wait for you to prove how special you are?”
“Grandpa!” Serena glared at Sebastian disapprovingly. “You were looking forward to their arrival, so why are you asking such an offensive question when they are finally here?” Then, she turned around to face Myra. “Myra, you know how Grandpa is. He always says things he doesn’t mean—don’t take his words to heart.”
Sebastian snorted since Serena reprimanded him. He folded his hands behind his back before walking away.
After taking a couple steps forward, he didn’t hear anybody following him so he turned around. “Hurry up now! Do you want to starve us to death?”
Myra grinned happily and she clung onto Tony’s arm while walking forward.
Serena followed by Myra’s side and she whispered quietly, “Grandpa had no idea that she was dropping by the Hart Residence when he invited you both here. After all, they are related somehow, so he couldn’t just ask her to leave.”
Myra was slightly bewildered because she wasn’t sure what Serena was referring to. However, she quickly understood what Serena meant when she saw the woman seated beside Lisa in the dining room.
Myra did not get a good look at Gemma last night because it was dark, so she merely had a glimpse of her. Under the bright lights today, Myra could clearly see her facial features.
It was undeniable that Gemma was a beauty—in fact, her beauty was breathtaking. Her eyes sparkled with a magnificent radiance, and her originally intricate face seemed perfect with the layer of light makeup. She looked like an exquisite Barbie doll.
Gemma was seated casually in the dining room, but it was impossible to miss her presence due to her elegance.
When she saw Tony entering the dining room, she completely ignored the woman standing beside him; instead, she stood up to run toward him. ‘Tony, I’ve waited for you for ages! You’re finally home!”
Sebastian noticed Tony’s gaze but he merely met his grandson’s gaze innocently and gleefully. Well, I didn’t plan this—I didn’t expect the girl from the Walton Family to be so stubborn! I can’t believe that she came all the way here.
Nevertheless, Sebastian felt guilty instantly when he shifted his focus onto Myra, who was standing just beside Tony. Clearing his throat, he muttered, “Myra, your grandma knows that you love chicken soup; look, she went ahead and spent the whole afternoon preparing the soup for you. You should have more later!”
After Sebastian’s announcement, Gemma turned to look at Myra straight away.
Earlier, Gemma was too distracted because she only had eyes for Tony, so she didn’t even notice Myra. Now that she heard Sebastian addressing Lisa as Myra’s ‘Grandma’ instead of ‘Old Madam Hart’, she couldn’t help but stare unblinkingly at Myra. Gemma finally noticed the woman, who was standing beside Tony, was clinging onto his arm when they walked into the dining room. I can’t believe Tony did not shove her away!
Gemma frowned immediately and she narrowed her eyes menacingly at Myra. Her gaze was frosty when she asked, “Old Master Hart, I wonder whose family this young lady is from.”
