Chapter 196
As soon as Greta finished her words, Lyla felt as though her strength had been completely drained. She swayed for a moment before slowly collapsing to the ground.
Monday arrived, and it was business as usual for Myra. However, today felt slightly different. Tony was her driver, and he dropped her off directly at the front entrance of Stark Group. There was no longer any pretense—they weren’t hiding their relationship.
Before Myra exited the car, Tony leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. As he released her from his embrace, her face flushed a deep shade of red.
“I’ll pick you up later in the evening,” he said with a warm smile before driving off.
Not long after Myra stepped out of the car and started walking, someone abruptly bumped into her. Kris, with an exaggerated expression, exclaimed, “Excuse me, I didn’t even notice you were there!”
It was clear that Kris was trying to belittle Myra, and Myra, fully aware of her intention, replied calmly, “Your eyes are on top of your head, so what could you have possibly noticed?”
Kris’s smile faltered slightly, but she recovered quickly, her tone turning mocking. “Myra, does Tony know that you’re still involved with Sean while you’re seeing him?”
Myra furrowed her brow but kept her composure. “Go wherever you want, but don’t block the corridor.”
“This is a public space, and there’s nothing wrong with me standing here!” Kris moved closer, her voice growing colder. “Don’t assume that just because you’re in a relationship with Tony, you’ve won. The tides will turn. One day, I’ll make sure you’re the one who’s down and out, with no place left for you in the family or in Bradfort City.”
“‘Down and out’?” Myra sneered, her eyes hardening. “That’s a much more fitting description for you and your mother when you both pack your bags and leave the Stark Residence.”
Kris’s face twisted with scorn, and she sneered, “You think you’ve won, don’t you? Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not going anywhere. Mom and I will live a great life just to spite you!”
“Sure,” Myra said coolly as she brushed past Kris and continued walking toward the office. Today was the day Cameron would announce her appointment as general manager of Stark Group. The decision felt rushed, and she wasn’t entirely prepared for it. Still, if Kris wanted a comparison, Myra was happy to give her one.
Meanwhile, Kris stood behind, her chest rising and falling with anger. But she quickly regained her composure, a look of contempt flashing across her eyes.
Myra had expected her appointment to be a low-key affair, but Cameron had other plans. He invited all the department managers to a meeting specifically to congratulate her. Myra stood before them, delivered a few formal words, and the meeting ended with applause. However, just as everyone began to leave, Cameron stopped her.
She had been expecting this conversation ever since Cameron found out about her relationship with Tony.
Her face grew impatient as she watched the last person leave the room. When the door closed, Cameron approached and placed a hand on her back. “Myra, I’m so proud of you. Not only did you manage the Elsinore Garden Project well, but you’ve also won the favor of Director Hart from the Hart Group.”
His words had an undercurrent of something else, something less than sincere.
Myra couldn’t hide her contempt. She shrugged off his hand. “President Stark, you must be joking. The Elsinore Garden Project isn’t even finalized yet.”
“It’s only a matter of time,” he replied with a smile, then casually added, “By the way, there’s an issue with the licensing for the Times Square project on Prairie Road. Do you think you could hint to Director Hart—”
“President Stark, you need to realize there’s such a thing as too much greed.” Myra had already guessed where he was going with this. As she started walking away, she made herself clear. “If you ask for too much, you’ll end up with nothing.”
Behind her, Cameron’s expression darkened. As Myra left the meeting room, her chest tightened. She had known that once Cameron realized she was with Tony, he would try to exploit her position for his own gain. He’d always prioritized his own interests, so it wasn’t a surprise. But she wasn’t going to let him get away with it.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she took it out to check. It was a message from Sebastian.
‘Hey girl, are you working at Stark Group today?’