As for Kris, she was following them from behind.
When she went to the airport to pick this group of people up, she noticed that the elders of the Walton Family were displeased with her. However, they were not mean to her, but that was probably due to Gemma’s presence.
It was at that moment that she knew that she had to keep a low profile to prevent the Waltons from picking on her faults.
…
Tony, who remembered that Myra had not eaten much that night, ordered a waiter to send them a piece of cake. It was a matcha-flavored cake, which was something that she fancied. However, much to his surprise, the taste made her feel nauseous as soon as she took a bite.
When he noticed that she did not look good, Tony furrowed his brows and asked softly, “What’s wrong? Is it not to your liking? I will ask the waiter to get you something else.”
“It’s fine. Maybe I took too much alcohol earlier, so it’s making my stomach uncomfortable. I’ll be fine after drinking some plain water, though.”
There was a glass of warm water right beside her. She then took two sips of water and finally suppressed the nausea, and the uncomfortable feeling subsided considerably.
“Let me get Philip to give you a checkup.” Upon seeing her pale face, Tony attempted to rise up to get Philip but Myra tugged at his hand. “I’m fine. I feel better after drinking some water. Don’t make a fuss about it; everyone is busy today.”
“Promise me you’ll tell me if you feel uncomfortable.” Tony took the glass from her hands and placed it aside before holding her hands in his.
Although the two of them were in an inconspicuous corner, they still attracted some gazes from the buzzy crowd in front. When Tony embraced her at that moment, Myra was a little bashful but she did not push him away.
She somehow felt a little uncomfortable—perhaps it was because she had drunk too much alcohol or she had been standing for too long.
Just as the two of them were cuddling in a corner of the hall, a group of people suddenly approached them.
Among the group of people, Myra knew three of them—Gemma, Gideon, and his current girlfriend, Kris.
“It’s been a while, Tony.” Samuel took the initiative to greet Tony with a smile.
Upon seeing this group of people, Tony’s expression remained unchanged as he rose to his full height. However, upon seeing that Myra attempted to stand up as well, he stopped her with a gentle move and murmured quietly, “You should remain seated and rest for a moment since you are not feeling well. Old Master Walton, Director Walton, and Mrs. Walton won’t mind it.”
His words revealed to Myra the identities of the group of people who approached them.
His attitude was neither arrogant nor humble, but it was not particularly warm either when he nodded at the few of them. “Welcome Old Master Walton, Director Walton, and Mrs. Walton. Pardon my inhospitality.”
It was obvious that Old Master Walton was dissatisfied with Tony’s attitude. His gaze flicked across him before landing on Myra, who was beside Tony, and he frowned as he calmly said, “It has been a while since we last met. Tony, you sure do things fast—you even have a fiancée now. I heard that we will be able to attend your wedding in two months’ time?” Although he seemed calm, his tone reflected his displeasure.
“That’s right; Tony is getting married in two months. We are very happy with Miss Stark here. Old Master Walton, do attend the wedding when the time comes.”
Before Tony managed to reply, Sebastian’s voice was heard from behind. Soon, Sebastian and Lisa, as well as all the members of the Hart Family, walked up to them.
The young people of both families greeted the elders of the other family. Upon seeing this, Henry, who had just come downstairs after completing his homework, immediately dashed up to Myra and appraised her from head to toe. “Myra, you look gorgeous today,” he praised with a smile.
His childish words manage to slice through the serious air between the two families.
When Gemma noticed the plain outfit on Myra, who was standing opposite her, she proudly puffed out her chest. In fact, the evening gown she was wearing today was very luxurious. Her brother had it personally flown in from Paris with the intention to have her to outshine Myra’s beauty with the glamorous outfit during the banquet today. Nonetheless, it was obvious to everyone that Tony did not even bother to spare Gemma a glance.
“What do you know about beauty?” Myra ruffled Henry’s hair. Just as she was about to tell him not to interrupt the adults when they were speaking, Sebastian chimed in with an inexplicably proud tone, “She is my future granddaughter-in-law, so of course she is gorgeous.”
Upon hearing that, everyone was rendered speechless.
Even Myra tugged at Tony’s hand out of embarrassment as well.
Tony had a slight smile in his eyes but he did not say anything. Just then, Shawn turned to the Waltons and spoke in a polite yet distant tone. “Please make yourselves comfortable tonight. Old Master Walton, Director Walton, and Mrs. Walton, you all must be exhausted after a long day’s flight. We have prepared a few rooms for you upstairs, so feel free to use them if you wish to rest.”
After having this unforeseen conversation, the Waltons lost the courage to recite the script that they had prepared to angrily question Tony for betraying Gemma’s feelings, as well as to talk about the failure of their plan to promote the Walton Group’s product into Bradfort City.
Old Master Walton snorted quietly. “We are not done yet, so we don’t have the mood to rest now.”
Then, he glanced at the two elders of the Hart Family but in the end, he still did not ask those questions. Instead, he glared at his granddaughter with his large eyes and scolded, “Aren’t you going to apologize?”
Gemma’s expression instantly fell. When we were alighting from the plane earlier, Grandpa, Dad, and Mom said that they will stand up for me, but why is Grandpa asking me to apologize in front of Myra now?
“Grandpa!” She stomped her feet in anger.
“Gemma, this isn’t how I’ve raised you! Hurry up and apologize to Old Master Hart and Old Madam Hart for your stupid actions!” Old Master Walton thundered as he glared at his granddaughter with fiery eyes.
In all honesty, Gemma had never been afraid of her parents, yet she had always been terrified of her stern grandfather. Upon hearing his words, she bit her lip but she felt a lot better. I don’t need to apologize to Myra, just to Old Master Hart and Old Madam Hart. I knew that Grandpa would always side with me!
As soon as Gemma walked up to Sebastian and Lisa and was about to say something, Sebastian suddenly stepped to the side while pulling Lisa along with him. He then raised his brows and pretended to ask in puzzlement, “Gemma did not offend us, so why is she apologizing to us? If memory serves, the person Gemma should be apologizing to is my future granddaughter-in-law, no?”
Sebastian spoke in a rather calm tone, but the fact that he addressed Myra as his future daughter-in-law had shown his intention to help Myra to get an apology from Gemma.
Upon hearing that, Gemma’s expression changed.
Old Master Walton narrowed his eyes. Although there was a strong turbulence surging deep within him, he pretended to be calm and said to his granddaughter, “Gemma, you know what to do.”
Gemma’s face paled and unconcealable fury appeared in her eyes. She looked at Myra, who was also looking at her while raising her head.
When she noticed the impassive expression on Myra’s face, Gemma inwardly accused her of being hypocritical. She is now probably mocking me in her heart!
With her fists tightly clenched by her sides, Gemma apologized to her unwillingly. “I’m sorry.”
After that, she immediately returned to her spot behind her grandfather.
Her actions made Old Master Walton drop his dark expression and replace it with a smile. He then commented, “Old Master Hart, my immature granddaughter did something wrong some time ago and I have already taught her a lesson. Therefore, we shouldn’t let this insignificant affair destroy the collaboration between our families. The Waltons have always been the Hart Family’s most loyal partner, so we shouldn’t let outsiders take us as a joke, don’t you think so?”
