Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 390 Time Will Tell

When Jiang Feina left, she left her personal contact information for Lyra. "Opening a design company is not a small matter. Recently, the design circle has not been peaceful. If Miss Jones has this idea, we can make an appointment and have a good chat in my office."

As she said this, her smile deepened. "When the time comes, there will be no need for Mr. Lubi to be involved." "Okay, Chief Editor Jiang, we will make an appointment next time." The pleasant conversation ended here. Lyra almost did not eat much, but she was not hungry at all. Instead, she felt very energetic. The haze of being put under house arrest in the villa over the past few days had also been swept away. "Lyra, you are very different today." Nore couldn't help but sigh, "I almost thought that when I returned to school, you were the same. When you mentioned design, you couldn't care about anything." It was from that time that he was very sure that only being a designer was the most perfect ending for Lyra in her life. However, at that time, she chose to marry and retire. "Nore, if not for what happened in the past, I wouldn't have been so determined to complete my original dream. I believe that all the arrangements in life are destined to make us better." Nore was truly happy for her to think this way. "By the way, the place you asked me to choose has been settled. The rest will depend on you. I have to patrol the branch company next week. I estimate that it will take a few months. I hope that when I come back, you will be established very well." Nore looked at her deeply. At that time, he would also be officially appointed as the president of the Lubi Group, and with the performance of the past six months, he would be able to secure this position and completely take over the company from his father. He would then have the ability to contend with Hank head-on. No one could interfere with Lyra anymore. Lyra raised her head and met his firm gaze. "Alright, I will work hard," she suddenly said. "Then later on..."

"I will go back to Hank's villa. I still have things to settle with him," Lyra picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Nore opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back down. "Alright." When Lyra returned, the nervous servants heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom and hurriedly ran over. "Miss Jones, are you at home?" "You are mistaken. This is not my home." Lyra blinked in confusion. She turned around and entered the bedroom. With a bang, she locked all the people outside.

The servants looked at each other. "What's going on? Do you still want to tell Sir?" For the next two days, the Barnwell group was calm and did not leak any news to the outside world. However, Lyra received some news from Huaien. Terry was about to officially leave the Barnwell group. With that person's ambition, he would definitely take away some people. Coincidentally, Hank was not in the company during this period of time. Once he left, it was very likely that he would severely injure the Barnwell group. At that time, Lachlan would also unite a few small companies to snatch a portion of the resources from the Barnwell group. When Hank came back, it would be very difficult for him to clean up. "When Hank comes back, you will go out with him to relax. It's best to be away for ten days to half a month, understand?" Huaien said on the other side of the line. Lyra chuckled. "You think too highly of me. He has already begun to suspect me. In my opinion, this move of yours has already entered a dead end." She pinched the table with her fingers, bit by bit, and her eyes became ruthless. "That's my business. You just need to do what a chess piece should do. Otherwise, you know better than me what the consequences will be." The call was hung up. Lyra listened to the busy line and bit the corner of her lips. Huaien was indeed very powerful. He held everyone's weak spots in his hands. Lachlan should have listened to him because he had something on Lachlan. Lachlan was too greedy. He refused to repent and did not want to go to jail. Naturally, he could only be restrained by Huaien.

As for Alma, it was even more so. As for her, she just wanted to completely eliminate what happened back then. It was enough for her to bear this pain alone. However, Lyra couldn't figure it out. With Huaien's current strength, he could take advantage of this time to completely take the Barnwell group away from Hank. Why would he set up such a trap and waste so much time and effort? Once Terry weakened the Barnwell group's strength, what good would it do to him? Unless what he wanted was not only the Barnwell group! Lyra frowned. Suddenly, she heard the roar of a car coming from the courtyard. Had he come back so quickly? She immediately got into the quilt and pretended to be asleep. Soon, she heard the footsteps of the man upstairs and the sound of the door being pushed open. She lay with her back to the door and slowly closed her eyes. She heard him walk to the bedside and examine her for a long time.. Lyra's heart was thumping, but she tried not to move or rush, pretending to be asleep. Pa da. Hank turned off the lights and walked out quietly. The moment he closed the door, Lyra vaguely heard his sigh.

Her brows furrowed even more tightly. She heard that there was no movement outside. She was about to turn around when a pair of hands wrapped around her from behind. "You..." Only then did she realize that he had deliberately pretended to leave. In fact, he had not left.

"I've been on a plane for more than ten hours. I'm too tired." As he spoke, he buried his head on her back, his voice revealing a somewhat intoxicating meaning. "Let me rest a little, okay?" In Lyra's impression, he had never shown such a tired side. In a trance, she did not push his hand away. There was also a distance between Hank and her, separated by the quilt. He just wanted to touch her. The next morning. Hank woke up from the bed. There was nothing around him. He immediately turned over and got out of bed. There was no sign of Lyra in the living room or the kitchen.

He raised his hand to his forehead, his eyes full of disappointment. The servants and bodyguards in the villa had been deceived by Lyra. They thought that it was Hank's intention to let her leave. After all, they had stayed in the same room for the whole night. Hank had not fully woken up when his phone rang. "Hank, have you seen the news? Terry has made his move." Hank turned on the TV. The reporters surrounded Terry and interviewed him about the reason for leaving the Barnwell group. "Vice President Xiao, the Barnwell group was founded by you and Mr. Barnwell, together. Will you feel reluctant to leave the Barnwell group now?"

"Why did you leave the Barnwell group? Was it because of the previous incidents that caused you and Mr. Barnwell to become estranged? Or was it because Mr. Barnwell forced you away?" "I heard that you were going out to establish your own sect and even took away the Barnwell group's two groups of elite teams. Is that true?" Terry smiled like a ruffian, wearing a pair of sunglasses. "Hank and I are different. I just took the share I deserve. As for who will be stronger in the future, time will tell."