Chapter 152 Excuse Me, Which Floor Are You On?

• “Are you saying you want to take away the twenty percent I own of Stark Group?” Myra mocked.
• “That’s right!” Kris exclaimed without trying to cover her intentions. Suddenly, she lowered her voice and sounded especially vicious. “Don’t assume that I’m unaware. Aside from the twenty percent you own in Stark Group, you also have fifty percent of Chase Group’s property at Hilliville. And the Ritz Carlton… Myra, I gotta give it to you—you’re certainly amazing! Heck, you even had a deranged and pitiful mother who abandoned you and killed herself in the end!” Once she was done, her gaze became gentle and friendly again. She walked into the elevator calmly and let the doors close.
• Myra had her hands clenched tightly by her sides as she glared at the woman beside her. She could never forget the painstaking life her mother had in those last few years up until the day she killed herself in the hospital. Before she could say anything, the elevator doors were stopped from closing again by another hand. It was an attractive hand with slender and thin fingers.