Chapter 469. Candidate Chosen

During this period, Heather looked at Myra from time to time. The atmosphere around the table was strange, giving her a sense of foreboding. The gaze that Myra returned was intriguing, as well—it made her feel uneasy.

After lunch, as everyone sat around the table chatting, Heather glanced down at the time on her cell phone with a slight frown. Noting the movement, Myra realized that she could not keep Heather any longer, for lunch had already used up quite a bit of Heather’s time.

Meanwhile, the clock read 2.00 PM. It was time for Heather to be at work. After dithering for a long moment, Heather decided to be direct and opened her mouth to tell Myra, “I have to go to work, so I’m taking my leave.”

As it was, Heather rarely got to visit Hart Residence and had no wish to leave so hastily, but time did not permit her to linger. With a slight nod of her head, Myra responded, “Of course! Go on.” Of those at the table, she was the only one who could truly understand how