Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)

Chapter 67

“What? How is that possible?” Elliot was shocked.

He knew very well how charming Tony was. Why would the woman be so stupid to sleep in another

man’s bed when she has the opportunity to get close to Tony? © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“You think that it’s impossible?” Tony asked nonchalantly.

Elliot could feel the stress piling up and he gulped. “I didn’t say so. It’s just that—”

“Even if it’s impossible, make it possible!” Tony’s sudden harsh tone made Elliot shudder.

“Tony, what do you mean?” Elliot, of course, didn’t understand Tony’s meaning but right after the former

asked the question, the call was hung up by the person on the other end of the line.

Elliot felt helpless. Could it be that the woman named Myra has made Tony lose his

mind? Nevertheless, this incident had allowed Elliot to see Tony’s determination to get Myra.

After Tony hung up, all sorts of emotions flashed across his eyes. Soon, he narrowed his eyes slightly

and stomped on the pedal all of a sudden, making the car speed off like an arrow in another direction.

Lyla had once longed for love but she knew very well that it was sometimes too weak when compared

to money. In fact, it was so weak that one could not stand firmly in the society with only love.

The man she loved was Sean and even until now when she thought that she had almost forgotten

about him, she realized that her heart would still pound for him when she met him once again.

Even so, that did not matter! Sean was now a married man and his mother… There were certain things

that she had no intention of giving a second try; one try was enough!

Her expression was a little gloomy at first, but her mood soon lifted.

Just now, the waitress sent her a message. If everything went well, Lyla would become Tony’s woman

tonight.

She applied some perfume and gazed at her perfect look in the mirror again before slowly leaving the

place.

Room 1024 was the room that she had booked. If the man had arrived, he could directly enter the

room.

In order to show her manners, Lyla knocked on the door when she arrived in front of the room.

“Come in.” The voice, which she found a little familiar now, came from inside. It was low and husky,

carrying the unique charm of a mature man.

Lyla’s heart raced involuntarily as she slowly opened the door to the room. As soon as she raised her

head, Tony’s heavenly handsome features entered her sight.

Even if it were not because of his money, his face alone was enough to make her put in plenty of effort

to get him.

Lyla soon returned to her senses and quickly shot an elegant and polite smile at the man. “Director

Hart.”

Her demeanor graceful and noble, she entered the room without forgetting to close the door behind

her.

At that moment, Tony was sitting on the couch in the room. His right hand was casually placed on the

couch by his side, while his left was holding a cigarette between his index and middle finger. After

gently flicking the ashes, he placed the cigarette between his thin lips. His wayward yet noble bearing

made Lyla’s eyes brighten. On top of that, he had an incredibly handsome face and outstanding

background, not to mention a high position and status that he had managed to attain in his young age,

which were all achievements that Sean would never be able to obtain even if he strived for it for his

whole life!

Upon seeing her walk toward him, Tony’s expression was very calm. He lifted his right hand and placed

it on the envelope on the coffee table before him. Picking up the envelope, he suddenly tossed it to the

other end of the coffee table. “I forgot to give you your reward for playing the piano at the banquet.”

With a slightly stiff expression, Lyla raised her head and tucked a strand of loose hair by her cheek

behind her fair ear. Her voice was soft as she said, “Director Hart, you are too courteous. It was my

pleasure and honor to play a piano piece during Old Master Hart’s banquet. How could I take your

money?”

“Didn’t you ask me over for the money?” Tony asked indifferently, having no idea how hurtful his words

were. “What’s your purpose, then?”

Lyla clenched her fists tightly by her side while muttering in slight aggrievement, “Director Hart, your

words make me sad. Can’t I invite you out for a chat and some tea because I’ve taken a liking to you?”

She lowered her eyes, looking as if she had been hurt by him.

“For a chat and some tea…” Tony stopped smoking; he exhaled a puff of smoke while looking at the

woman before him, a shadow of a smile playing by his lips. Suddenly, he sneered, “Miss Fisher, you

have met Director Chase, no?”

Due to his chiseled and well-defined facial features, Tony’s face exhibited the characteristics of a

European, but his overall image that looked more similar to an Asian’s, giving people an impression

that he was of mixed-race. His eyes were deep, which resembled an icy lake, and his thin lips were

pressed together all the time. The ups and downs in life that he had faced throughout the years allowed

him to build up his powerful yet constrained aura, which caused Lyla to be momentarily mesmerized by

it. However, the very next second, her expression changed as she murmured, “Director Hart…”

“It’s late. I will stop beating around the bush with you, Miss Fisher.” Tony raised his hand and glanced at

his watch with his sharp gaze before suddenly pressing the cigarette in the ashtray beside him to

extinguish it. He then calmly explained, “Miss Fisher, I know why you left Director Chase years ago,

and I feel sorry for you and him. This time, I am willing to lend you a hand, if you wish. I believe that

you know how the Chase Group is doing now. In a few years time, Sean Chase will soar to great

heights, and you becoming Mrs. Chase will tell a sweet tale of reconciliation between lovers.”

When Tony said that he felt sorry for Lyla and Sean, she failed to see any hint of sorrow from his

expression.

What does he mean? Is he implying that he wants to help me get back together with Sean?

Tony’s words totally confused Lyla, causing her to be unable to make sense of what was going on in his

mind. She let out a wry chuckle as she muttered, “Director Hart, you are quite humorous. I thought that

you understand the reason I invited you over—”

“Miss Fisher, I believe that you understand what I meant earlier,” Tony nonchalantly interrupted before

he rose to his full height.

He had a deadpan expression but for some inexplicable reason, Lyla noticed a hint of anger in his

eyes, which made her heart sink. She suddenly blurted out, “Director Hart, if you feel uncomfortable

about my past with Sean—”

“I will help you so that you can marry Sean.” Click. Click. Click. The sound that was made when the

lighter was repetitively opened and closed could be heard. At that instant, Tony’s expression became

so vague that Lyla couldn’t see it clearly.

Her heart skipped a beat.

“Miss Fisher, you are, in fact, an intelligent person. You now have an opportunity to get hold of that

man. Don’t be too greedy. You should quickly give up on things that you can’t get. If you have my

help…”

The expression on Lyla’s face revealed her inner conflict. She was very clear about what the man

before her meant—he said he would help her to get Sean.

At that time, the reason she dumped Sean was because Eve disliked her but adored Myra. Lyla was

threatened, so she had no choice but to take the money and leave. However, at that point of time, her

feelings for Sean were indeed genuine!

Lyla’s fists were tightly clenched by her side as she ventured, “Director Hart, I am sure that you won’t

help me without wanting anything in return. I need to know your price.”

Tony scoffed as he thought to himself, Pursuing the little kitten is already tough enough, so if I can get

someone to help me…

“You will know my price when the time comes.” With that, Tony picked up his suit and left the room.