Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 402

They Were Facing Each Other, but They Were Separated

by a Great Distance Hank smelled the faint smell of soil in the yard and pressed his eyebrows helplessly. Since the establishment of the Barnwell group, how long had it been since he had been in such a sorry state? He took out his mobile phone and called Keith. "Send two breakfast... lunch over." Hearing the address that Hank mentioned, Keith immediately ran downstairs. His president was going to apologize and ask for reconciliation, so he had to do his logistics work well. Otherwise, his job as an assistant would be over. "Don't worry, Mr. Barnwell. I'll be there soon." Keith used the fastest speed to carry breakfast and a bouquet of roses. When he arrived, Lyra had not yet opened the door for Hank. "What are you buying flowers for?" Hank said in a deep voice, blaming him for being meddlesome.

"No matter how cold Miss Jones is, she is still a woman. Women like flowers," Keith said hurriedly. Hank looked at him with a look of disbelief. "Leave the things behind. You can leave." "Mr. Barnwell, you can do it. If you need anything, just tell me." Keith nodded repeatedly. The second minute after Keith left, the door opened.

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"Bring it in." Lyra's face was cold, and her tone was very unhappy. She had been forced to stay at home for several days. Originally, she was going out to buy groceries yesterday, but because of their press conference, she was unable to go out.

Now there was nothing to eat at home. Hank's face lit up, and he was about to walk in with his things. The huge bouquet of roses in his hand was very dazzling. "That, throw it away." Lyra turned around and walked in without looking back. The man stepped on the steps and immediately did as he was told. They had a very quiet brunch. Although Hank was sitting opposite, Lyra only treated

him as air.

Because the atmosphere was too quiet, Hank wanted to open his mouth several times but failed because he could not find a topic to talk about.

Until she put down her chopsticks, and the food in front of her was eaten clean.

Lyra was satisfied with this taste. She looked up at him. "I don't care what you want to say. I don't want to hear it. I will pay you back for this meal."

"Are you angry with me?" Lyra frowned and looked at the serious look on his handsome face. She really wanted to curse him directly. If he hadn't gone to the press conference, things wouldn't have gotten so big. "Mr. Barnwell, you should be very busy right now. The Barnwell group is in such a difficult situation now. How come you still have time to chat with me here?" Lyra really could not see through him. He was completely different from the Hank she knew in the past. "It's not that you don't understand what I mean. Lyra, how long are you going to hide?" He could tolerate her.

He could do it once or twice.

But he had already done so much, and she didn't even give him a chance to talk properly. "You know that I went to the press conference not because of Alma. I am..." "Because of me, right?" Lyra turned around. Her eyes were bright and indifferent. She said word by word, "I guess someone threatened you. Or, you reached some agreement, so you went there. And you left on the spot. I knew that Alma violated your agreement." She was indeed very smart. Hank felt relieved. Since that was the case, he didn't need to waste time explaining.

"Yes."

"So you should understand that I don't want to see you. I don't want to hide from you. It's just that I have enough things to do now. I don't have the leisure to play games with you." As Lyra spoke, she was so angry that she laughed. "Actually, the Barnwell group's situation is not as bad as you said to Jasper. You said that your health is poor, but in fact, you are healthy. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been out in the rain for the whole night and acted like nothing happened."

After closing the window, Lyra reacted. She was deceived by him and Jasper. What company bankruptcy, what stomach bleeding! She would actually be so stupid as to run to the hospital to see him. Hank's face darkened. He was busy trying to explain and ignored this point. It was already too late for him to pretend to be sick. "So I really don't dare to believe what you said. You can go. I have nothing to talk to you about." Lyra said frankly, without the slightest hesitation.

At that moment, looking at her thin but firm back, Hank felt like his heart was empty. He explained too late and acted too slowly, making her sad. There was only one chance. He did not let her enter the room. Instead, he took a few steps forward and pulled her. "You still have me in your heart, so you let me in. Including that day when you made the design, I was also there. I can be the person who understands you the most in this world. The past is already in the past. Let's start again, okay?" Lyra took a deep breath. She pushed his hand away, "How do you know me? You know me when you see me draw a design and help me preserve the Jones family's furniture. Hank, besides scheming, do you treat feelings with any sincerity?"

"Back then, you schemed against my dad and schemed against me to marry you. You were indeed very attentive to me, but I really don't care about everything you have done." After Lyra finished speaking, she immediately turned on her phone. Dozens of messages that scolded her flooded in. Lyra randomly clicked on a few and showed them to Hank, "An ordinary person like me is really tired of living. Don't come and cause me trouble anymore." "If you don't leave, I'll call the police." Anyway, she didn't mind being on the news again. In the end, Hank didn't say anything more and left in loneliness. But the thin woman standing in the living room was silently crying.

That afternoon. Alma had a very beautiful sleep before she woke up. She wanted to see the news on the Internet about Lyra so that she could be happier today.

Unexpectedly, her personal account was banned. Then, there were only two messages on her phone.

One was from Lisa, who told her to rest and not go to work.

The second was from LKD. "Miss Kensley, the termination letter has been sent to your agency. Please sign it as soon as possible." Alma clutched the phone, and the tips of her fingers kept trembling. "Impossible. It's impossible..." She had done everything according to Huaien's instructions. Now, Lyra should have committed all the infamy. The LKD would also support her as a cover model in order to restore her reputation. It was even possible for her to renew her contract. Her schedule might be affected, but she would not really have to rest at home. Wasn't that just to deceive the reporters outside? Alma called Lisa a few more times before she finally answered. However, her attitude was clearly very impolite. "I've already made it clear enough that I sent you a message. What else do you want?" "How long do you want me to rest? I've only just returned, and I still have so many plans waiting for me." Alma was flustered and exasperated. "If you ruin my future, can you afford to pay for it?" "Heh, Miss Kensley, don't dream about it. You don't have anyone to stand behind you anymore, and you would have to listen to the arrangements of the higher-ups for the rest period. For now, it's probably indefinite."