Chapter 386
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?