Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 382 Damage to Each Other

There were several times when she was brought to an unknown place by Lachlan because she was asleep, accompanying those old men who were half-buried. Alma held her palm tightly, took out her mobile phone, and searched for a number.

"Let's meet. I have something to tell you about Lyra."

Hank spent an entire day accompanying Lyra. No matter what she wanted to eat or what she wanted to do, he would accompany her. "Don't you have to go to the company to work?" Seeing him go to the kitchen to get food for her, Lyra could not help but stop him. "I have eaten enough. I can't eat anymore."

The man then turned back and looked at her. After a long time, he said, “Eat more. When you become a fat woman, you won't be remembered by others." Although Lyra had changed her mind, what Jasper said made sense. Lyra smiled and took the apple that he had stuffed into her hand. "Okay." Sister Zhang was busy in the kitchen. When she heard the voice in the living room, she smiled. "This is great. Sir, you can be happy for the rest of your life."

She did not expect that this time it was a blessing in disguise.

The phone buzzed. Hank looked at the caller ID and frowned. "Go do your work. I'll watch TV for a while." Lyra smiled thoughtfully. "Okay, I'll come down soon." The man turned around and went to the study on the second floor. He picked up the phone and listened to Keith's report. The coldness between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

"Are you sure?"

His voice was hoarse and full of complicated emotions. "Mr. Barnwell, I have confirmed it several times. Miss Jones did meet with Vice President Xiao after you had an accident." The man's eyes were instantly filled with a deep chill. He gripped his phone tightly, and after a long while, he finally spoke. "No, she won't join hands with Terry." "Mr. Barnwell, from the looks of it, this is only a possibility. This morning, Vice President Xiao officially submitted his resignation application and advocated using the remaining Barnwell group shares in his hands to repay his debt to the company."

Someone like Terry would actually take the initiative to admit defeat? All of this seemed to be too coincidental. Hank held the phone and did not speak for a long time. Keith was on the other side of the line, nervously waiting for his instructions. He was also worried that Hank would be angry and do something irreparable. "Mr. Barnwell, maybe I was wrong. I will confirm it again." "No need, Keith..."

The conversation in the study continued. In the living room, Lyra was nestled on the sofa. She watched the movement at the door of the study from the corner of her eye and took out her phone to check the email.

There was only one email in English. "Well done. The next step is to follow the plan." Lyra immediately pressed the delete button with her fingers, and her eyes dimmed a little.

Deep in the night, Hank was still working in his study. Lyra saw that Sister Zhang was still busy in the kitchen. She walked over and whispered, "Sister Zhang, I'll go back first."

"Miss Jones, aren't you eating dinner here? I made some fish for you."

Lyra shook her head. "No need. I didn't tell him, so I'll go first." Lyra quietly put on her coat and left alone. Sister Zhang stood where she was and did not know if she should go upstairs to tell Hank.

The door opened and closed. Not long after, Hank also came out of the study. Seeing that the living room was empty, his heart seemed to be missing a piece.

"She left?"

Sister Zhang saw Hank's calm expression and seemed not surprised at all. She nodded.

"Miss Jones said that she would go back and didn't want me to disturb you." Sister Zhang looked at Hank's face and felt that there was something strange between them.

"There is no need to prepare dinner. I am not hungry." Hank said, put on his windbreaker, and left. Sister Zhang thought about the expressions on their faces when they left, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter. "The news also said that the two of them had

gotten back together, and their feelings had returned to normal. Why does it seem like that is not the case now?"

Lyra wore a cap, stepped up the stairs, and walked into a newly opened bar in the east of the city. Nore was already waiting for her inside.

At the door, Hank's car followed her over.

The man stared at the door, holding the steering wheel, and his gaze was deep and cold.

Then, he dialed Jasper's number. "You just got back together with Lyra, and you..." Before Jasper could finish asking, the phone was hung up. He shook his head helplessly and drove over. Fortunately, he came in time. When he entered, Hank was in the seat on the right side of the bar, looking at Lyra and Nore not far away. He watched as they talked. When Jasper saw the look in Hank's eyes, he understood everything. He was like a husband who had come to catch the adulterers. "The Lubi Group has a few projects that are pretty good recently. Maybe, they are talking about business." "To talk in such a noisy place?" Hank said this from his lips. He was already on the verge of anger. If not for the words that Jasper had said before, he wouldn't have paid extra attention to Lyra. But now, the surprise was far greater than everything else. "Cough, they are friends. It should be normal for them to come out and drink together after work. Sometimes, you also know how to socialize with partners." Jasper tried to comfort him. Hank glanced over. "I'm telling the truth," Jasper immediately shut his mouth. "Is she Lachlan's new lover you told me about?" Lyra asked, looking at the swaying dancer on the dance floor. "Yes, she is not a local. She often meets rich men, but most of them have a family. Lachlan is one of them. It seems that she is quite interested in Lachlan." Nore said and took a sip of wine. He hesitated on how to open his mouth.

"Lyra, recently you..." "Huh?" Lyra tilted her head to look at him. The music was a little loud. She leaned forward a little. "What?"

The two of them got closer.

The intense music stopped at this time.

The people in the middle of the dance floor walked back to their seats. Hank stood up and was about to go in that direction. Jasper braced himself and pulled him back. "If you go over now, are you going to make a big fuss? The two of you just got back together." He only hated himself for being a jinx today. Why had he had to say those words to Hank? Now, if this man got angry, who could stop him? "Then I'll just watch?" "You haven't figured out their purpose for coming here yet. Sit down first." Jasper pressed him down forcefully.

After all, the distance from Hank's villa was not close. Although Nore had openly pursued Lyra, if they had some unspeakable relationship, it would not have been delayed until now. Jasper prayed in his heart. 'God, please don't mess with the couple anymore. However, when the crowd on the dance floor dispersed, the two people who were originally sitting at the bar counter disappeared. "Where is the person who just sat here?"