Nothing Matters, except YOU & Me

Chapter 219

Rachel even started wiping tears away when she mentioned that Cameron had been missing Myra

ever since the latter left. She even claimed that Cameron would prefer for her to move back home

since she had divorced Sean.

At the mention of Sean, the three of them seemed to hate him with a vengeance. They started scolding

him a good deal by claiming that he is ungrateful and short-sighted. They even proclaimed that he

would live a short life, and that he is an indecent and good-for-nothing man. The trio were acting as if

they bore a grudge on Myra’s behalf.

Myra merely listened to them without responding and her face was void of expression. In the end, the

three of them quietened down, most probably because they felt awkward. Then, they started chatting

about current company matters.

“Myra, Kris is still young so she is inexperienced in a lot of things. You should give her pointers in the

company. You do not have to hold back if she makes a mistake at work—feel free to reprimand her.”

Rachel served a bowl of soup to Myra’s right and she smiled at Myra sincerely. “If she has the audacity

to talk back, just let me know and I will reprimand her immediately. Here—have some soup. I spent

three hours preparing it because I was worried that it might not be flavorful enough. I think you’ll like it.”

Cameron observed from the side with a look of admiration. Rachel is not highly educated but she has

always been gentle and virtuous, all the while knowing her place. I do not have to worry about matters

at home at all. My eldest daughter, on the other hand, has been acting weird ever since her mother

passed away. Right now, however, she has returned to the Stark Group to fight for the company…

Myra took note of Cameron’s expression and she glanced at Rachel’s gentle and warm expression. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

How is it possible to just pretend to be gentle and warm?

Myra looked down to continue eating her food, ignoring the soup that Rachel served her.

Dinner was coming to an end when somebody rang the doorbell of the villa all of a sudden.

It was almost 8 PM and usually guests would inform beforehand if they were to show up at such a late

hour.

Cameron and the three of them exchanged glances. In the end, Mrs. Fletcher went ahead to open the

door.

They heard the noise of a car pulling up into the courtyard. Myra was familiar with the car’s engine

sound and upon hearing that, her heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t smiled the moment she entered the

Stark Residence but her lips finally curled slightly now, and there was a tinge of surprise in her

expression too. She put down her utensils and walked toward the entryway.

Mrs. Fletcher was already running in and she anxiously announced to those at the dining room, “Master

and Mrs. Stark, Miss Kris—there is a guest and he says that his surname is ‘Hart’.”

His surname is Hart?

Cameron’s gaze sparkled when he heard that. There aren’t many Harts who will pay a visit at this hour.

Who else is there apart from Tony Hart from the Hart Group?

Cameron shifted his focus on Myra, who was now at the entryway. Looks like Myra has not failed me. I

can’t believe that she managed to land Tony after divorcing Sean.

One couldn’t be sure if his gaze reflected his regrets or that he was mocking her. Soon, he followed

after her to the entrance. After all, it didn’t matter who it was; as long as it was a Hart paying a visit to

the Stark Residence, it must be a VIP.

On the other hand, Rachel and Kris, who were in the dining room, looked utterly upset.

Kris’ expression changed drastically so Rachel kicked her under the table. “We will act according to the

circumstances. Hide your emotions well and stop letting the whole world know what you’re thinking!”

Rachel hissed at her.

Kris went overboard by being nice to Myra earlier. Anyone with common sense could tell that the

former was just pretending. However, Cameron was present so Rachel couldn’t remind Kris at that

time.

Kris bit her lip. She wanted to say something but she thought of the man who had just arrived at the

Stark Residence, and her heart skipped a beat. She suddenly thought of another idea so she kept her

head bowed.

A black sports car stopped in the courtyard swiftly. After switching off the lights, a tall figure emerged

from said car.

The man was tall and well-built, and he was wearing a black suit with his jacket unbuttoned. His face

was void of expression and as the dim lights shone on his handsome face, it casted a shadow on the

lower half of his face. Hence, it was almost impossible to read his expression.

He had a hand in his pocket when he walked toward the main entrance of the villa. It was obvious that

he was moving casually but his aura was unmistakable. His cold and distant gaze, coupled with the

assuredness due to his age and experience, reflected his calm and elegant nature.

Myra felt her heart fluttering in her chest when she saw Tony approaching with each step. Didn’t I ask

him to head over to the Hart Residence? Why did he come over to the Stark Residence?

Besides, he didn’t even inform me beforehand.

However, it did not matter because Myra was delighted to see Tony after feeling gloomy throughout

dinner. She picked a pair of room shoes from the shoe rack to place them on the floor.

Tony arrived at the entrance and he put on the shoes that Myra prepared for him, all the while at ease.

He wrapped her in his arms straight away while whispering to her, “Are you surprised to see me here?”

Myra hummed and nodded. It is very surprising indeed.

Tony caressed her head; his voice was alluring and it sounded husky when he spoke beside her ear. “I

was afraid that you would be bullied here, which is why I rushed over to make sure that you’re fine. Do I

get a reward?”

Myra’s lips curled up even more when she heard that. “Why didn’t you tell me? I was shocked to see

you show up unannounced; how are you planning to compensate me for that?”

“I’ll definitely compensate you well.” Tony chuckled heartily.

The couple interacted intimately as if they did not have an audience and Cameron, who was standing

just beside them, felt awkward. He cleared his throat loudly and he smiled at Tony, who finally turned

his attention to him. “Director Hart, I wasn’t expecting you and I apologize for that.”

“I came here unannounced; I hope that’s not too much trouble, President Stark.” Tony’s attitude toward

Cameron was always indifferent but he wasn’t offensive, nor was he as sharp as Myra. Even after

obtaining 5% shares from Cameron, Tony still had an indifferent attitude but it was impossible to find

fault with that.

“Director Hart, you are being courteous!” Cameron replied to Tony hastily.

Myra noticed the timing, though.

Tony must have driven straight to the Stark Residence from the company, so I’m sure he hasn’t had his

dinner.

“Come in and have something to eat; I’m sure you haven’t had dinner.” With that, Myra took the suit

jacket from Tony naturally after he took it off. She hung it on the coat hanger while tugging at his arm to

enter the villa.

Rachel and Kris both stood up too, welcoming them with smiles.

This was especially true for Kris. Her eyes sparkled enthusiastically when she caught sight of Tony and

she just couldn’t look away from him. It wasn’t until Rachel cleared her throat that Kris snapped back to

her senses.

Rachel gave the man, whom Kris was head-over-heels in love with, a once-over discreetly when he

walked past her.

Not bad at all… Based on my perspective as an experienced woman and my understanding toward the

upper class society in Bradfort City, it’s impossible to find another man as perfect as Tony Hart in

Bradfort City.

He is talented, capable, has a perfect family background and a flawless future.

If Kris is able to marry Tony, the Stark Group will be nothing.

At that moment, Rachel’s lips parted slightly and something flashed through her gaze, but nobody took

notice of that.

Tony entered the dining room and he sat beside Myra naturally. Initially, Kris pulled out the chair beside

her since it was an empty seat, but Tony did not even glance at her. He walked past her to stand

behind Myra.

He was wearing a white shirt and his sleeves were folded—it gave him a casual look while diminishing

his severe and distant aura. Despite the appearance, he did not look approachable at all.

Since Kris wouldn’t stand up from her seat, Myra let Tony take hers. In that instant, Myra noticed Kris’

eyes lit up brightly because the latter must have assumed that she would be able to sit together with

Tony. Myra’s lips curled into a slight smirk and she spoke to Mrs. Fletcher. “Add a chair here.”