Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 209

Chapter 209 How Much Did Kensley Family Get?

Fang Forrest was stunned for two seconds. "You mean..." "Alma is now a patient in the hospital, not in prison. I will register according to the visiting process, right?" Lyra blinked seriously. "Yes, but you have to ask for the consent of the patient or family members." "Take me to see your Director Lee. The Kensley family will agree to let me in." Fang Forrest was confused. But she believed in Lyra and chose to take her to Director Lee's office. In fact, Director Lee was also very anxious at this time. This was because the results of Alma's several examinations were very different. Although this had something to do with their positive treatment plan, what Director Lee was even more worried about now was that perhaps from the beginning, Alma had no mental problems! "Which segment went wrong?" When Director Lee thought of the pressure from the Barnwell group, he was so anxious that he broke out in cold sweat.

Dong "Who is it?" Director Lee shouted at the top of his voice. "Director Lee, this young lady said that she is a friend of Miss Kensley and has also been approved by her family. She wants to go in and visit the patient." Fang Forrest brought Lyra inside. "Who agreed?" Director Lee's face was unfriendly. Why was it related to Alma again? "Alma's mother, Wendy. She agreed to let me come," Lyra said with a smile. A few minutes later. Lyra pushed open the door to Alma's room. As soon as she entered, she smelled a strong smell of disinfectant. "Director Lee, did you use too much disinfectant here?" Lyra looked around, pondering

something. Director Lee thought that she felt that too much disinfectant would affect the health of the patient. He immediately explained, "Everything is done according to the standards of the hospital. If the patient's family members feel that we have overused it, then..."

"Overused it?" "No, I don't think it's enough," Lyra said with a smile.

"Alma is inside, right?" she asked, looking at the tightly closed door in front of her. Director Lee looked at her smile and felt that there was a deeper meaning in it.

But Lyra was generous and magnanimous, so he could not say anything. "Please go ahead, Miss Jones."

The strange thing was that when Lyra entered, he felt that he had heard this name somewhere before. It was very familiar, but he could not remember it for a while. "The others go to the office first. Fang Forrest, you guard outside the door. Don't let Miss Kensley feel uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, Director Lee. I will guard it well." Fang Forrest twitched the corners of her lips, and the smile under the mask was bright and harmless. In the ward.

Lyra's footsteps were very light. Seeing that Alma had fallen asleep on the bed, she chuckled. She took out a small bottle from her bag and placed it on the table. Perhaps she felt that someone was staring at her, Alma woke up very quickly. When she saw the person sitting in front of her clearly. "You slut, I will kill you!" Alma immediately screamed. If not for Lyra having set her up, how could she be locked up here and suffering? Moreover, she didn't need to go out to know how those people outside would talk

about her!

Alma had signed several advertising contracts, but now all of them were ruined. "Miss Kensley, don't do anything illegal. It's not good for you and your child," Lyra said with a faint smile as she met Alma's gaze.

Child!

When she heard Lyra say the word, Alma trembled all over and tightly protected her lower abdomen.

"Don't come over... Someone come! Is there anyone outside?" But the person guarding outside was Fang Forrest.

No matter how hard Alma called out, it was useless.

She could only watch as Lyra walked towards her step by step. "What exactly are you trying to do..." Alma was both angry and scared, and the expression on her face was indescribably wonderful.

"I've said it many times. I'm here to visit the sick. You're mentally ill now, so of course, have to show my concern." Alma tugged at the corner of the blanket tightly.

She pressed the bell at the bed. Lyra frowned and looked at Alma. "After all, I have personally sent you in." Hearing Lyra's words, Alma was already on the verge of crying.

The nurses did not allow her to use her phone at all. She did not know what had happened outside these days. When she heard Lyra's words, the last string in her heart was broken.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have asked such a stupid question." Lyra took out the small bottle she had brought with her. There were a total of three bottles in front of her

"What are they?" Alma stared at her. "Don't worry, it's not poison. It's just that the chemicals here will react to the disinfectant in the ward. The gas produced will make it hard to breathe and cause cancer to the lungs." Alma immediately covered her mouth and kept retreating. "You madwoman, if you hurt me, you won't be able to escape!" She wanted to use this kind of excuse to intimidate Lyra. However, it did not work at all. Instead, the smile on Lyra's lips grew even wider. "Escape? I never thought of escaping. I lived to avenge Hank. After all, you are his fiancee."

"We are not married yet, we have not registered! If you want to take revenge, go replace him. Don't look for me. I am innocent."

Lyra did not expect that Alma would change her face so quickly. "Really? I thought you loved Hank very much." Lyra played with the small bottle in her hand. Her beautiful face showed a feminine beauty under the moonlight.

However, when she looked up again, her eyes were cold.

"Unfortunately, your acting is not good at all, and there are many flaws."

She pretended to open the bottle. Alma screamed and begged for mercy, "No, I beg you!" Since the last time she was locked on the balcony and then sent to the mental ward, Alma's hatred for Lyra had only increased. However, she understood that Lyra was not talking nonsense. In order to take revenge, she really could do anything.

Because of this, Alma did not doubt the contents of the bottle at all.

"If you have any requests, feel free to ask. Don't hurt me." At this time, Alma was like a fish on the chopping board that was at the mercy of others, crying and shouting.

Lyra's hand stopped moving. "Are you sure?"

Alma leaned over and nodded.

"I can do whatever you want as long as you don't hurt me and the child in my belly."

She was really afraid of Lyra.

"Then answer three of my questions. If you are right, I will consider letting you go for the time being." Lyra said and sat down on the sofa.

She didn't have much time.

At this time, the Kensley family should have known that she came to visit.

Lyra remained expressionless and looked at Alma with a smile.

"Ask away." Alma lowered her head, her voice muffled and fearful.

"How much did the Kensley family get from the Jones Group's accident?"