Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 420 Caught off Guard

After all, when his president saw other male players treat Lyra well, his eyes were so cold and scary. Keith shook his head and immediately gave instructions.

He did not want to lose his job. The schedule of the competition entered the final stage, leaving only two groups of players and six people. But on the last day, they received a notice that the last show was for the individual competition. The final winner was the first. He could cooperate with Mr. Carson's studio and be in charge of the fashion show for next month. Lyra looked at the leaflet in her hand and muttered to herself, "He still counts on his words."

Javier saw her expression at a glance and asked gently, "What is it that makes you so happy?"

He deliberately approached Lyra and pushed the cup forward. "The competition is about to end. You should also take care of your body."

The other contestants looked over in whispers. These past few days, Javier had been so concerned about Lyra that everyone thought that he was chasing after Lyra. Although Lyra did not express any feelings, no one would refuse a handsome and gentle man like Javier.

Nina sat quietly at the side and sneered at this scene.

When Lyra looked up, she met Nina's complicated and jealous eyes. She sighed helplessly, "Thank you. I'll go to the restaurant first." "It just so happens that I'm hungry too. Let's go together." Javier was not discouraged by her dodging and chased after her in a few steps.

"Lyra, you won't become the second me. It's impossible." Nina bit her lips. There were still three hours before the final competition. All the contestants were in their respective design rooms, and Lyra basically never left.

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly came from the corridor.

Lyra's pen accidentally cut through the paper, and then she heard a noisy shout outside.

"What should we do? Hurry up and call 120!"

Lyra opened the door and saw that Nina had already passed out. There were traces of fighting in the design room. Her clothes were stained with a lot of paint and blood, and in the middle of the pool of blood was her slender wrist. It was bright red and eye-piercing. Javier was the last to come out. Seeing this scene, he only cursed, "Damn it." Only Lyra, who was the closest, heard this sentence clearly. "We will send someone to take Nina to the hospital. Please return to the design room first." The staff came to deal with it in time.

"I just saw someone enter Nina's design room!"

Someone said.

At that moment, everyone's eyes gathered on Lyra and Javier. Javier's face turned cold. "Why are you all looking at me? Could it be that I used a knife..."

At this time, the staff member noticed that the knife that cut Nina's wrist was Javier's special knife. Because it was a custom-made knife, it was very easy to recognize. "Oh my god!" "What's going on?" Mr. Carson and a few other judges rushed over. When they saw this scene, they all revealed serious expressions. "Call the police. Call the police immediately. Everyone has to be investigated." Ellie stood beside Mr. Carson and spoke in a timely manner, "Everyone has to cooperate actively with the investigation. Let's postpone the competition. After all, life is important.”

"Yes, Miss Hunter is right. Everyone has to cooperate." Such a thing actually happened in a design competition. Lyra had no choice but to put down her pen and was taken into the car by the police. After a burst of noise, the entire building returned to peace. In the next few hours, Lyra and the other contestants accepted the investigation together. Among the contestants, the only one who had an argument with Nina was Lyra. She was second only to Javier in suspicion.

"Miss Jones, please sign and draw after you confirm that the statement is correct." Lyra was already familiar with this kind of thing. She sighed helplessly, "Can I go now?" "Not yet. We have to wait for the results."

The door opened and closed.

Only she was left sitting there. The light was very dim, reflecting her tired face. At this time, Hank, as the investor of this competition, was informed to come to the police station. When he got out of the car, Ellie was waiting for him at the door. "You should know that Lyra is very suspicious now." Ellie looked worried. "And she is not in a good state right now. She seemed to have quarreled with the police just now." "She?" Hank looked doubtful.

"You know that she cares a lot about this competition. Because of this accident, the competition was forced to stop. She must be very impatient. Go and see her." She seemed to be thinking about Lyra. Hank looked at her and said after a while, "This matter has nothing to do with you, right?" "Who do you think I am?" Ellie immediately retorted." She turned around and walked away in her high heels. At the same time, Hank walked into the elevator. Lyra had insomnia for several days in a row. She lay on the table and fell asleep unconsciously.

It seemed that someone was calling her name.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw Hank standing in front of her. There was a man dressed like a lawyer next to him. "Miss Jones, you can leave now."

"What are you doing here?" Lyra did not seem to hear him. Her eyes were fixed on Hank's face.

"If I don't come, can you leave?" "Let's go. Haven't you had dinner yet?" he asked, pursing his lips. Lyra shook her head.

"The matter hasn't been thoroughly investigated yet. I won't go anywhere." Moreover, for Hank to personally come in and bring her out, it must have been because of some connections. She did not do anything guilty and was not afraid of investigation.

Now that she left like this, it would instead become the topic of gossip. "If you have something to say, let's talk in the car," the man said. Lyra still shook her head. If something happened to JD's contracted designer on the reality show, it would definitely cause a huge uproar in this circle. All the players involved would find it

difficult to turn the tables. Especially for people like Lyra who had plagiarism scandals. She had to walk out cleanly in order to live up to her hard work for the past few days. "Nina is arrogant. She can't stand anyone. She also cares about the winning and losing of this competition. She won't do anything to herself to gain sympathy." There must be a murderer.

"Didn't the camera capture anything at that time?" Lyra lowered her eyes. The lawyer who followed Hank pushed up his glasses. "Due to the problem of the live broadcast signal, the two cameras closest to the scene were changing batteries, so..." "What a coincidence." Lyra made up her mind and did not leave. "Mr. Barnwell, let's go first. There will be more people in a while." The lawyer said in a low voice. "Get up." Lyra still did not move.

The next second, the chair beneath her was pulled away, and she was carried directly on his shoulders.

"You... put me down!" "I told you, let's talk in the car." He strode out of the room with his long legs. The end of the corridor was already surrounded by reporters. "Mr. Barnwell, let's go through the back door." Keith hurriedly entered through the back door. "Put me down." Lyra patted the man's stiff back angrily. Hank suddenly changed his mind. "Since there are so many people, let them be witnesses to how entangled I am with you."

Lyra did not react for a moment. He had already carried her and walked towards the main entrance.

It was full of reporters there. "Hank, are you crazy?"