Chapter 170
Standing Before Love
Myraâs heart fluttered. Tonyâs smile contained too many emotions, and it confused Myra for a while. What does he mean by that? Is he upset because I want to draw a line between us in front of Kris?
Myra spread the first draft on the coffee table in front of the man. As she tucked the hair that had fallen out of place behind her ears, she asked tenderly, âHow about a cup of black coffee?â
During the time they had spent together, Myra noticed that when he was working, he had the habit of drinking black coffee.
Tony saw Myra looking straight at him, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his sharp eyes. He became even more irritable. Placing the cigarette back on his thin lips, he turned to look at the drawings on the table, then answered curtly, âSure.â
His cold response stunned Myra, but it made Kris smile. âSis, please hurry up and bring a cup of black coffee. Donât leave our distinguished guest waiting for too long.â
Having said that, her beautiful eyes fixed Myra with an icy stare.
Myraâs heart tightened. Then, she turned and walked out of the office.
Before stepping out, she heard Krisâ voice, which had been toned down deliberately to sound extremely gentle. âDirector Hart, Iâm rather flattered that you came to the Stark Group to find me in person today.
As for the Elsinore Garden Projectâ¦â
Myra didnât hear the conversation that followed next.
After bringing in a cup of black coffee, it was obvious that the atmosphere in the office was good. Tony was smoking a cigarette while discussing the design draft with Kris, and the smile on the womanâs face seemed to illuminate the entire office.
Myra set the black coffee next to Tony. Without even lifting his eyelids, he continued to talk to Kris.
Watching his indifferent profile, Myraâs heart felt a little congested. She wanted to leave, but she was also reluctant to do so. While she was hesitating, she stood in front of the two of them for quite a while.
âWhat are you doing standing there?â Finally, Kris, who had been silently keeping her eyes on her, looked up and raised her eyebrows. The tilt in the corners of her eyebrows seemed to be mocking her.
âMiss Myra, you can go out now. I have some important things to discuss with Director Hart.â
Clenching her fists tightly, Myra said in a business-like manner, âI just revised the first draft of the design yesterday. If there are some things you donât understand, you can ask me.â
âIf I donât understand, Iâll ask you to come in and explain it.â How could Kris not be aware of Myraâs intentions at the moment? She glanced at the handsome man in front of her. It was a pity that Kris had fallen for this man too! The smile on her face grew wider, and she gave Myra a profound look. âMiss Myra, by now, your new boyfriend must have given you flowers and chocolate again, right? You donât have to stay here to entertain us. Iâll explain the design draft to Director Hart.â
Upon hearing the word ânew boyfriendâ, Myra instinctively glanced at Tony. To her dismay, as he blew out his cigarette smoke, he didnât look at her at allâas if what Kris just said had nothing to do with him.
The two had obviously reconciled last night, so why did, after just one night, their relationship return to how it was before they had made up?
Did I do anything wrong last night?
But, after she completely exhausted herself, she went straight to sleep. She didnât do or say anything more. Unless⦠I was talking in my sleepâ¦
Thinking of the dream she had last night, Myraâs heart skipped a beat, and her gaze inadvertently settled on the smoking man once again. Did I say something while I was dreaming last night that made him unhappy? Could it be about that manâ¦
Tony still wasnât looking at her. His eyes were focused on the drawings on the design draft in front of him, and he acted as if the two of them werenât related in any way.
Myraâs lips moved, but she didnât say anything. After shooting a glance in Krisâ direction, she turned and walked out.
What she didnât notice was that when she walked out, the man who barely spared her a peek finally lifted those indifferent eyes and swept a glance at her.
âDirector Hartâ¦â Kris blocked the view of Myraâs back without batting an eyelid. She moved a little closer to Tony as she pointed to a part of the design. âThis area is the Stark Groupâs main territory, and itâs also where weâre most dominant. Iâll slowly explain it all to youâ¦â
On the way back to her office, Myra heard several employees exchanging nervous whispers.
âDirector Hart had come to the office in person to look for Miss Kris. What do you think that means?â
âDo you think heâs taken an interest in Miss Kris?â Another person followed.
âMaybe. The company is in talks with the Hart Group about the Elsinore Garden Project. At first, no one was optimistic about it. After all, our company is not qualified enough, but if Director Hart has taken a fancy to Miss Krisâ¦â
The few of them shared a tacit giggle.
Frowning slightly, Myra went straight into her office before closing the door.
Thinking of the heat of last night and the distant manner in which he left this morning, as well as his cold attitude just now, she figured that she must have said something when she was dreaming the night before.
But, she was quite certain that from the beginning till the end, she didnât go overboard.
After all, in the dream, although she went to block the beer bottle from hitting Sean, at that time, she remembered that she had called out a âdonâtâ.
Then, she thought of the last part, where she had dreamt of Tony asking her, âDo you still have feelings for that scoundrel? Why are you still dreaming about him?â
Did he say that to me in my dream, or did he say it to me in reality?
Inside Krisâ office, even though she had tried her best to prolong the meeting, they had quickly finished talking about the design draft.
âDirector Hart, this is the Stark Groupâs initial vision for the Elsinore Garden Project. Of course, if you have any other suggestions, you can also put them forward. The Stark Group will definitely complete it perfectly following the Hart Groupâs requirements. â
Kris had a perfect smile plastered on her face.
She wasnât sure if she was imagining things, but after Myra left, Tonyâs attitude had turned even colder.
At this moment, he didnât seem to hear her last sentence. After giving her a slight nod, he got up from the sofa, glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, then walked toward the door. âSince I have quite an understanding about the design draft now, I should leave.â
Kris quickly got up and walked toward the door as well. She was petite like Myra, and when she came to stand behind Tony, she realized how tall and imposing he was. He looked meticulous in a well-
trimmed black suit, and his physique was sturdy. His extraordinary presence made her feel an inexplicable sense of security.
She had heard that the famous Director Hart had never been close to women and didnât like fooling around with them. He was many times better than Myraâs ex-husband, Sean. When she thought of the importance her father had attached to Tony, an idea surfaced in her mind, and she suddenly said, âDirector Hart, itâs almost time for lunch. If you have no other arrangements, how about we go to the Ritz Carlton and you allow the Stark Group to treat you to a meal?â
When she asked this question, the two of them had just walked to the door. Myra, on the other hand, was on the way to the pantry to get water and happened to be passing by the hallway next to Krisâ
office.
Hearing what Kris suggested, Myra threw an unintentional glance at the man next to her.
Not only Myra, but even Kris thought that he would refuse. After all, Tony wasnât the kind of man who could be easily invited.
It was already surprising enough that he had personally come to the Stark Group.
To their surprise, Tony nodded and said bleakly, âSince youâre being so kind, Miss Kris, it would be rude of me to decline.â