Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 178

Chapter 178 Traps

Of course, he was interested.

Moreover, he was not interested in playing mahjong. He was interested in Lyra.

Alma quickly left him an address. As soon as she went out, she called Terry.

"Help me with something tonight."

After Lyra left, she went straight to the Internet cafe. After editing the recording file just now, she sent it to the paparazzi of a certain media company. The other party saw that it was related to Alma and was not interested.

"She doesn't have much popularity in the entertainment industry. It's not a big deal for her to have such news."

It was too ordinary for an actress to eat with a director.

"What if they have other businesses?" Lyra raised her eyebrows and quickly replied, "At the latest, tomorrow night, I will give you big news."

Next, Lyra wandered around the neighborhood for the whole afternoon.

She was waiting, waiting for Alma to make a move. When a black business car stopped in front of her, Lyra became alert and came. The door opened and a tall and thin man walked out. He wore sunglasses, and this face was somewhat familiar. Lyra looked carefully and did not speak. "Miss Jones, I am the Barnwell group's Terry. We met at the wedding before."

At the wedding between Lyra and Hank.

Lyra raised her eyebrows. It was him?

The man behind Alma was actually Hank's partner!

Lyra suppressed the thoughts in her heart and shook Terry's hand back. "Are you working nearby?" Lyra asked despite knowing the answer. Terry narrowed his eyes and said bluntly, "I'm here for Miss Jones. I have a business deal and want to talk to Miss Jones."

"With my current identity, I don't have any business to discuss with President Xiao. President Xiao has found the wrong person." Lyra said, pretending to leave. "What if it is a business that will bankrupt the Barnwell group?" Terry stopped her first.

She turned around and looked at Terry. He was the Barnwell group's partner and had a lot of shares in the company. He wouldn't do such a thing for Alma. Did he say this just to arouse her interest? Lyra did not show any reaction on her face. Her mind was running fast. No matter how she looked at it, Terry was not the kind of person who would give up his career for a woman, let alone a woman with a child of Hank.

Unless Terry was a fool in love.

"If Miss Jones is interested, let's replace a quiet place and talk slowly." Terry walked to the side of the car and opened the door like a gentleman.

No matter what the other party's intention was, he did give Lyra an offer that she could not refuse.

If she could really replace someone to cooperate with, then it would only be a matter of time before the Barnwell group disappeared. Lyra grabbed her bag and walked over step by step. Even though she knew it was not a friendly invitation, she could only choose to go.

"Is there any conflict between President Xiao and Hank?"

Lyra looked out the window and pretended to ask unintentionally.

"Miss Jones is a smart person, so there is no need to beat around the bush. Mr. Barnwell and I will part ways sooner or later," Terry said with a smile.

Lyra narrowed her eyes.

This person was even more difficult to deal with than she had imagined. "We are here, please." Terry brought Lyra to a high-end hotel. He showed a gold card and was familiar with the way when he walked in. Lyra put her hands into her pockets.

"Miss Jones, you don't trust me. I'm already standing in front of you, so you don't have to record me, right?" Terry looked back at her.

"President Xiao, what do you mean?" Lyra pretended not to understand. "Your hand." Terry's voice turned cold as he took half a step forward. "You want to record it, right?" Lyra flipped her pocket over and found that it was empty.

This time, it was Terry's turn to be stunned.

"President Xiao, if you doubt me, then there is no need to talk." Lyra pretended to walk

out.

"It was my fault. Please, Miss Jones." Terry apologized hurriedly. He took the initiative to show his goodwill and paid attention to Lyra's actions.

Lyra dodged his hand and said seriously, "If President Xiao is not sincere in cooperating with me, then I won't go up. I don't want rumors to spread and affect President Xiao's reputation in the Barnwell group." "Miss Jones, don't be so angry. Our goal is the same, and I want to introduce a few friends who can help you."

Lyra looked at him suspiciously and decided to go up and take a look.

At 6 o'clock in the evening. Director Forrest had already arrived at the hotel that they had agreed on, but Alma had not come over.

He was getting impatient from waiting.

"Director Forrest, this is the room card you asked for." Elisa took the room card from the front desk of the hotel and handed it to Director Forrest. She lowered her voice and said, "She's waiting for you inside." Only now did Director Forrest's expression ease up a little. "At least you know how to handle things. Tell Alma that she can enter the crew next week. The third female role is hers." "Alright, alright. I wish Director Forrest a good time," Elisa said with a smile.

Director Forrest entered the elevator with a big belly.

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Room 1807. Director Forrest had a smile on his face and was humming a song as he swiped the card to open the door.

"Miss Jones? I..." Before he could finish the second half of his sentence, he saw that it was dark inside and no lights were turned on.

When he was a little more familiar, he saw a figure on the bed.

Director Forrest impatiently took off his jacket and pounced on. However, he realized that the person on the bed was not Lyra, but a man! "Ah! Pervert!"

The man shouted, his entire body covered in muscles,

"You, who are you?" Director Forrest was also stunned at this moment.

Thump.

All the lights in the room turned on in an instant. Lyra walked in from outside with a camera in hand.

"We meet again, Director Forrest." She waved at Director Forrest.

Director Forrest immediately understood. "You guys joined forces to frame me!"

"No, no, no. How can you say that? All of this was Alma's plan. You have to remember this debt clearly," Lyra said with a smile. Director Forrest's face turned pale and he stared at her angrily. "Tsk, tsk. I didn't expect such a big artist like you to have such a special hobby. If all the media reporters know about it, I'm afraid you'll be even more famous soon." Director Forrest immediately stood up and was about to snatch the camera from Lyra. However, just as he moved, he was subdued by the male bodyguard who had put on his clothes.

His entire arm was twisted behind his back, and it hurt so much that he shouted like he was a pig getting killed: "You want the video? Sure, I can give it to you. But the condition is that you let Alma be the female lead of your film." Sure enough, it was that slut, Alma, who set him up! "You don't agree? Then I will send it out now." "No! I agree!"

Director Forrest had no choice but to agree. "Happy cooperation, Director Forrest." Lyra smiled and threw the camera over. Then, she walked out of the room but did not leave directly. Instead, she went to the next room. Inside, there lay the unconscious Terry, "Should be there soon," Lyra said as she glanced at the time.

Knock.

Here?