Chapter 180 She Knew More About Him

Ten minutes later.

Lyra sat on a bench opposite the hotel, holding a phone, recording. She saw Alma's agent call several actors and models over with her own eyes.

"You want to replace someone to take the blame?" she clicked her tongue.

What a pity.

She had already installed a camera in the corridor of the hotel. Even a fool would know what was going on when Alma entered Terry's room so naturally

However, this trump card was too fun. Lyra did not want to throw it out so quickly. Not only did she take back Cosmos Corporation today, but she also played with these people ruthlessly. She was in a great mood and took out her mobile phone, wanting to invite someone to dinner. However, who should she call? She walked down the street. She had only taken a few steps when she saw the bulletin board hanging in the middle of the pedestrian street. She deliberately hooked around Hank's neck, and he also leaned over to her. The distance between the two was very close, but they did not really kiss. Lyra looked at it fo a long time and even thought of something strange. She immediately bit her lips and reminded herself to wake up.

A week later, the Cosmos Corporation was renamed as the Jones Group. Although there was no real office area and she was the only one in the company, at least she had a direction. There were also some former partners of the Jones family who took the initiative to contact Lyra.

If there was a chance to cooperate, they were willing to give the Jones family a chance.

This was already the best news for Lyra. She looked at the name "Jones Group" and sat on the street, laughing foolishly. In the distance, the bodyguard who had been protecting Lyra in the dark immediately reported the news to someone. "Just like that?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Lyra's reaction was completely within his expectations, but it was a little too calm.

"Yes." Keith handed over a few more cooperation cases, "These are the cooperation cases that you asked me to filter out before, suitable for the Jones Group." "This one is too complicated. This one is not suitable." Hank simply glanced at it.

"Look for more." His hand patted the table. "Yes, Mr. Barnwell."

Just as Keith was about to leave the office, he thought of something and turned around, wanting to say something. "Speak."

"Vice President Xiao wants to take a long vacation and have a good rest. Do you approve?"

Hank frowned. Before he could say anything, a figure appeared outside the door. Huajen was holding a bag of snacks in his hand. He smiled and said, "Did I disturb

you?"

"Second Uncle."

Hank immediately gestured to Keith. Then, he got up and welcomed Huaien in.

"I saw that you were busy. I didn't want to come over and disturb you, but your mother liked this snack very much when she was alive. It was not easy for me to replace it, so I wanted to give it to you to taste." Huaien pushed the pastry in his hand forward with an emotional expression.

"How great would it be if they were still here?" His deep sigh brought Hank back to his memories from many years ago. Hank furrowed his brows. "Second Uncle...".

"No matter how many things you have to do in the company, you have to take care of your health. Alright, I won't disturb you. I'll be leaving first." Huaien said as he slowly got up. After taking two steps forward, he turned around and said, “I seem to have seen someone who looks very much like Sister Zhang that day. I wonder if I were mistaken?"

"No, it was Sister Zhang." Hank told him about how he had returned to the countryside to replace Sister Zhang and how he had invited Sister Zhang to the city. Huaien was stunned for a moment, then nodded in relief, "Not bad, you are very thoughtful. As a person, you have to remember other people's kindness, and you can't forget the favor you should return."

As he said this, he walked out.

On the other side, secretary Fei was already waiting for him.

The elevator door slowly closed, and Huaien sighed deeply, "Tell Vice President Xiao that he doesn't need to take leave for now." Fei was a bit surprised, "Are you so sure that Mr. Barnwell will forgive Presiden Xiao?".

"It was just for a woman. No matter what, they are all partners who have worked together until now. There is no need to hurt the relationship for such a small matter." Huaien narrowed his eyes. "A man who achieves great things must have some tolerance.".

Fei immediately nodded, "You are right." "Oh, help me send a gift and flowers to the hospital. An old friend is sick." Huaien said and walked out of the elevator. It was drizzling outside.. "Why is there so much rain this year?" he muttered.

The rain continued to fall.

Lyra sat alone on the carpet, watching the news. "The Immensity Sea Real Estate project in the western city of the Barnwell group has officially started. Many companies in the industry feel invisible pressure. After all, in recent years, the Barnwell group has developed rapidly..." "If Hank doesn't let others live, he will be hated sooner or later." The man had offended too many people. She chewed the noodles and took a bite of cold vegetables. Then, there was a knock on the door. Lyra's mood to eat was interrupted. She got up and walked over. "Who..." Before she finished speaking, a cold face appeared in front of her. The TV in the room was still broadcasting news about him. "Is there any use just looking at the news?" Hank asked as he glanced over. "How did you know I lived here?" Lyra immediately used her body to block the door and stared at Hank with hostility. "Is it hard to investigate?" He was not surprised to smell the instant noodles drifting out of the room. Then, he frowned and said, "Change your clothes and I'll take you to dinner." "No need." Lyra refused without thinking.

It was raining outside and it was cold. She didn't want to go out. But just as she finished speaking, before the door closed, the man said lightly, "Today, Ms. Zhang is discharged from the hospital. We hired a chef." Lyra instantly felt that the instant noodles in the pot were not fragrant anymore. Hank glanced at her and said, "The car is at the door." Then, he left Looking at his back, which was like a gust of wind, Lyra muttered in a low voice, "It must be Sister Zhang who asked him to come. He probably doesn't want to eat with me either." Then she would go. She also had to replace a way to anger him.

She would let him know that she would soon think of a way to make Jones Group rise again.

Yes, let's do it this way.

y...

Therefore, Lyra quickly got dressed and went downstairs, but she did not see the driver and Keith. It was actually Hank who drove here. "It's raining. Can you do it?" The man glanced at her and did not say anything. His eyes were full of deterrence. Lyra had no choice but to get in the car. As soon as she closed the door, she fastened her seat belt.

That strange illness of Hank would not only happen on the plane, but it might also cause him discomfort in a car that was sealed off on a rainy day. Since he did not care, Lyra did not say much. The car gently drove onto the overpass, but soon, the rain became heavier. Lyra looked at Hank's reaction from time to time. At first, he was fine, calm and indifferent.

But gradually, he started sweating. "Turn on the air conditioner?" Lyra whispered. The man did not respond, so she reached out to open it. Hank frowned and pulled off his tie. The feeling of headache was getting more and more obvious...

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