Chapter 112 Is There More Food, Myra?

• Sebastian had been squatting around since mid-afternoon as he was afraid that he would miss out on the opportunity to bump into Myra otherwise. Since he had even forced himself to skip dinner just to stay around, he felt his tummy rumbling. As he watched the hour hand of his watch turn toward 9.00PM, he started to feel rather displeased. Hmph, she’s a woman who stays out late at night! Terrible! Right as he was mumbling to himself under his breath, he heard the ding of the elevator. His eyes immediately lit up without him realizing it himself.
• Myra felt completely exhausted as she dragged her body out of the elevator. She was startled when she saw Sebastian standing right in front of her. The building she stayed in had extremely high security; the management wouldn’t usually allow for strangers to enter as they pleased. But this man… Myra felt her entire body tensing up. Isn’t he Tony’s grandfather, Old Master Hart? I saw him once during his birthday feast on the luxurious yacht. What is he doing here? Does he know something about me? Or did he find out about the rumors of me leaking private information to Hart Group?
• Sebastian quickly realized the wary gaze in Myra’s eyes; this gave him a boost in confidence. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?” he asked as he straightened his body. He perked up his lips as he gave Myra a look.