Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 421 Too Cold Outside

No matter what Lyra did, no matter how much she hit his back, the man did not hesitate at all.

The reporters seemed to have caught onto some explosive news, and the cameras almost snapped onto their faces.

"Mr. Barnwell, the case is still under investigation. Can you leave now?"

"I heard that Miss Jones is one of the suspects. What exactly happened?" The flashing lights kept flashing. Lyra glared at the man beside her.

He was not clear-headed but he insisted on pulling her into the water. She wanted to return to the interrogation room, but her wrist was tightly held by him. He had leaned over and held her into his arms. "Everyone, she is very tired today. I don't want to be interviewed either before the investigation is clear. Please make way." This had been his best attitude in front of the media reporters. For a moment, the reporters were stunned, but they still made their way. Hank nodded slightly and walked out with Lyra. Looking at their backs, all the reporters felt a hint, "The news circulating in the outside world is all fake. It is impossible for Hank Barnwell to have anything to do with other women. Even if there is such a woman, the person he loves the most is still Lyra." For a moment, the news that had hyped them up before was pushed to the forefront.

After Lyra got in the car, she frowned and glared at him.

"How could you..." Halfway through her words, she forcefully sighed. She should have been mentally prepared for this. From the beginning to the end, this man was a cold blooded and ruthless bastard. His voice was cold, and he asked indifferently, "Shall I send you back now?" Knowing that she had been used by him again, Lyra gritted her teeth and said, "I want to go home." "Sean, drive." The car slowly drove forward. Lyra was so angry that her face was cold. Pada. Hank threw her phone over.

Lyra was wondering why her phone was with him when Nore called. "Lyra, are you okay? Hank went to pick you up, right?"

"How did you know?" Lyra frowned and glanced over at him. After listening to Nore talk about the whole thing, her eyebrows knitted tighter and tighter. Alma was missing. Without contact with her agent, she had disappeared into thin air. It happened on the second day she went to the Barnwell group, and even the Kensley family did not know where she went. Hank had secretly got someone to investigate and found that Alma had met Ellie Hunter.

After that, Nore returned to the country. He found that Ellie was not the little girl who had lived next to the Jones family.

She was an impostor.

The little girl had died from drowning more than ten years ago. It was Ellie's biological parents who had played such a drama in order to make her a rich daughter.

After Ellie joined the design competition as a judge, Hank added more investment to the competition.

Nore also found that Jiang Feina of LKD had gone to see Ellie. Assuming that they had come to an agreement, the accident this time was definitely not as simple as it looked

"When this contestant had an accident, you became one of the most suspicious people, but I think their plan is not over yet."

The competition had been forced to stop. All the contestants had to be investigated. As long as there was any news in this... Lyra took a deep breath, her fingers gripping her phone tightly, her face pale. "Nore, help me look for her. Nothing must happen to her." "Don't worry, I will look for her carefully. You need to take care of yourself." From the beginning, this had been a premeditated plan.

Jiang Feina had deliberately revealed the news that Mr. Carson had returned to the country. Lyra had walked right into the trap and participated in this competition.

She put down her phone, her hands shaking violently.

Her throat was dry, and even swallowing saliva made her throat hurt.

A hand reached over from the side, and the temperature of the palm made her unconsciously calm down. He knew very well what she was thinking. "Now, you can blame me for using you. If you are angry, you can hit me too," he said,

narrowing his eyes. Lyra frowned, not wanting to talk to him. "If you miss this opportunity, I won't tolerate your temper later." After the car stabilized, he pushed open the door and walked toward the Jones family's door before Lyra got off. "Where are you going?" Lyra followed him. "The lawyer just forgot to tell you that I was the one who bailed you out. From now on, until the case is clear, I will be your direct guardian, so of course, I will follow you closely."

He said it very clearly. When Lyra realized it, it was already too late. She watched the man standing at the door, looking back at her. "I didn't ask you to bail me out," Lyra said through gritted teeth. She had tried so hard to draw a clear line with him, but why did he have to come close to her? Even if Nore had asked him to help, he could have refused. Obviously, the Barnwell group had already had so many things to worry about. Lyra moved forward, very slowly The coldness between the man's eyebrows increased a little, but his eyes still fell on her. He opened his mouth without any warmth. "If only you could be so ungrateful to others, especially Xuanze Evans. Keep that in mind."

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"Open the door. It's too cold outside. I'm wearing too little." He ordered as if this was his home. Lyra looked at the suit and coat on his body, then looked at the thin layer of clothing on her body. "Mr. Barnwell really knows how to take care of himself." In this situation, she did not want to be in a deadlock with him. Otherwise, she would only suffer. She had to go home first to drink some water, and then think about what to do next. "Turn around." Lyra walked to the front of the smart lock and looked back at him warily. "Mr. Barnwell is too curious about other people's privacy. I have to be wary." The man smiled and turned away. Lyra quickly pressed the password and opened the door. Before she could open her mouth, the man had already stepped in. His movements

were so fast that he seemed to be afraid that she would go back on her words. Lyra shook her head helplessly and closed the door. "I've been busy for a few hours. I'm hungry. What's in the fridge?" He naturally took off his coat and changed into his shoes. His actions were like he was in his own home. However, he only said that but did not do anything. Instead, he stared at Lyra. "What do you mean now? Not only do you want to stay at my house, but you also want me to prepare supper for you?" Lyra was really speechless.

Hank still looked indifferent. "So, do you want to eat the dishes I cook? That's fine."

The man rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.