Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 155

Chapter 155 Not Afraid of Poisoning?

At that moment, her words stabbed Nore. "You can leave. You can't help me." Lyra's tone was very cold. Nore looked at her for a long time, barely keeping his rationality. He slowly got up and said only OK. Then he walked out of the office without looking back. Lyra didn't dare to look at his back. She lowered her head and was depressed. When Hank came back, Lyra glared at him. "Are you satisfied? Tell the racing association to cancel your unreasonable request and ask them to give Nore a fair chance."

"Otherwise, I will go to the media and expose you!"

Hank coldly curled the corners of his lips and stared at her.

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Lyra was dazzled by his faint smile. It seemed that she would never win against him. At that moment, Lyra felt an unprecedented sense of defeat. She felt like she was wrapped around his finger. "Also, I won't be working for the Barnwell group. I don't want to see your face every day!"

After saying that, Lyra turned around and left. She could not live in a place with traces of Hank everywhere. "Mr. Barnwell, your video conference is about to start." Keith knocked on the door. Only then did Hank withdraw his gaze, and his gaze fell back on the computer in front of him.

Lyra circled around the street before returning to the apartment. However, she was told that the house she had rented had been refunded, and all the things had been sent to a new address. That place was Hank's villa.

The landlord was still happily inquiring, "Did you replace a rich boyfriend? I saw it yesterday. Many people came to help you carry your luggage. They were all in suits and were very stylish." Lyra only said no and quickly left. When she returned to the villa, only Sister Zhang was busy in the kitchen. Alma was nowhere to be found, and her new room was ready. In the bedroom next to the master bedroom, all her things were moved in.

At that moment, there was only anger in Lyra's heart. She felt that she was completely imprisoned by Hank. Why did he control her life like this and put her under his eyes? Was he so sure that she did not dare to do anything to him? Lyra was so angry that she rushed directly to the kitchen. "Sister Zhang, I will cook today's dinner." Sister Zhang was cutting vegetables and preparing soup. When she heard this, she was stunned. "Then I will help you."

"No need. I will do it. You go to rest." Lyra shook her head.

She would give Hank a big surprise and let him know that she was not to be trifled with.

Sister Zhang looked at the gnashing expression on Lyra's face. She felt uneasy, but when she thought of Hank's instructions: as long as she was in this house, follow her orders.

Ms. Zhang walked out quietly. However, the moment she took the apron from her hand, the picture from Hank's bookshelf suddenly appeared in Lyra's mind.

The short-haired woman on it seemed to be very similar to Ms. Zhang, and she looked like Ms. Zhang when she was young.

Lyra was thinking about this while wearing the apron.

At this time, in Starshade Media Corp's dressing room. Alma kept complaining, "Why should I be bullied like this? I don't know what kind of tricks Lyra used to make Hank dependent on her." Wendy came to send her lunch, only quietly listening and occasionally adding a few words. "Eat first, Alma. You have to take good care of the fetus. This child is very important to you."

Of course, Alma knew.

But...

When she thought of what Lyra said that day, she always felt frightened. She didn't even manage to hold the bowl that Wendy handed over. With a whoosh, it spilled all over the ground. "Be careful. You didn't even see me hold it firmly before you let go! How come you're worse than Barnwell family's servant!" Alma scolded angrily.

She didn't treat Wendy as her stepmother at all. Instead, she treated her as a person she could order around freely. A chill flashed past Wendy's eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. "I'll clean it up," she said as she bent down. Elisa, who was watching from the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she came up to talk to Alma about the dinner party and divert her attention. "Director Forrest and Director Lee are both here tonight. You must seize the opportunity. If you can get a supporting role in this movie, the movie will be released after you give birth, you can take the opportunity to make a comeback." The word "comeback" made Alma particularly uncomfortable. Although she really wanted to marry Hank and become Mrs. Barnwell, she did not want to give up her acting career.

"Elisa, I am pregnant now. Will they agree to give me a role?" Alma looked at her swollen face in the mirror and said in a stuffy voice. Now, she really didn't know whether this child had come at the right time or not. "As long as you perform well, I think there will definitely be no problem. Director Lee had hinted at you last time. If you say a few more nice words to him, he will definitely agree." Wendy listened from the side and couldn't help but ask, "Alma, what kind of social event are you going to attend? Do you want to tell Hank in advance?" Although she didn't understand the matters of the entertainment industry, she had met more men than Alma. She understood very well what might happen in the

entertainment industry.

Those men would not care whether Alma was pregnant or not.

If something happened and Hank knew about it, the consequences would be unimaginable. When Wendy thought of Hank's cold eyes now, she felt afraid. She really did not know how Lyra endured it during two years of marriage. Her words were very unpleasant to hear, as if she was cursing Alma. "You don't have to worry about it. Take care of your own business. My dad hasn't been home for the past few days, has he? You can't even control your own man. Why do you care about me?" Alma said a few harsh words, twisted his waist, and walked out. That night.

Hank ended the meeting and was in the car back to the villa.

He received a message from Sister Zhang.

"Sir, when are you coming back? Miss Jones is the only one at home. She has been

busy in the kitchen for two hours. She said that she wanted to make dinner, but I always feel that she is not in a good mood." "Drive faster." Hank's eyes darkened slightly as he instructed the driver. Lyra cooked? Is it edible? He shook his head helplessly. Most likely, the woman would do something to vent her anger. As he thought of this, he did not look forward to it when he stepped up the stairs, but when he opened the door, he smelled a very fragrant smell. Unlike Sister Zhang's exquisite cooking, the dinner that Lyra cooked was very luxurious. Yes, it was definitely at the standard of a high-end hotel. More importantly, every dish on the table was what Hank liked to eat. He took off his coat and walked straight into the dining room, just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks to taste it. De He was stopped by a clear and elegant voice. "What are you doing?" Just as Hank turned his head, the chopsticks in his hand were snatched away by Lyra. There were two bowls and chopsticks on the table, how could he be wrong? "Sister Zhang, it's time to eat. Try the food I specially made for you." "Ah?" Sister Zhang did not react for a moment. She had already been pulled over by Lyra and forced to sit on the chair. Lyra and Sister Zhang sat face to face. There were no extra bowls and chopsticks on the table, so Hank was left to the side. The man was furious. This was his villa, but he didn't even have the qualifications to eat? "Lyra."

"What? You wanna eat? Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?" Lyra muttered.