Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 325

Chapter 325 Of Course, She Had to Go to Jail

It was a pity that Nore was a step too late. When he rushed to the Jones family, he found out that Lyra had not returned the Jones family's door was tightly closed, and it looked desolate and dilapidated. He called his assistant again to replace out that Alma's lawyer had applied for a court session as soon as possible and requested to control Lyra's personal freedom. Having such a sister was only a torture for Lyra. If Lyra hadn't asked him to keep it a secret several times, Nore really wanted to expose everything. Deep in the night. Lyra sat in a single room, looking at the narrow window on the wall, a bitter smile on her lips. Footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the door. "Lyra, someone came to see you." She had not been locked up in prison. She just couldn't go anywhere she wanted. She looked at the sky outside. At this time, who would come to see her? "Vice President?" Lyra looked at the face in front of her that looked somewhat similar to Hank but had a kind smile on it. He slowly sat down. Huaien also had some connections in the area, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to come in so late at night. And at this time, there were only the two of them in the room, and no guards were present. He deliberately arranged everything, and Lyra was inexplicably worried. "I told you that you used to be my nephew's wife. Even if you divorced Hank, in my opinion, we are still a family."

Huaien pushed the lunch box on the table forward. "Eat, tomorrow is the court again. Maybe you will be very tired." Huaien said, and his smile deepened.

Lyra did not move. She just looked at Huaien and said softly, "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm not hungry, and I won't eat." She did not know what Huaien wanted to do.

But Lyra was sure that Hank's uncle was not a simple character. He could not come to see her in the middle of the night just to send her a midnight snack. Lyra looked calm and did not speak anymore. On the negotiation table, the most taboo thing was to be anxious.

Huaien, who had been looking at her, nodded slowly. "You are indeed the most suitable person to be my niece's wife. When you two got married, I was very optimistic. I just didn't expect that Hank wanted to take revenge on your father." Lyra's heart skipped a beat. "I hope you can forgive Hank and let go of the past completely. After tomorrow's court trial, I can prepare some money for you, enough for you to leave for a while. What do you think?"

"You want me to leave?" There was a layer of vigilance in Lyra's eyes. Huaien held the walking stick with both hands, and his smile gradually faded. He said word by word, "Stay here. The three of you will cause a great disturbance in the city. It's the best way to leave." After saying that, he stood up. "If you don't accept my suggestion, then the consequences are hard to say. After all, it is not a good thing for sisters to fight." He knew!

"What did you say? Speak clearly." Lyra rushed over but was blocked by the automatic iron gate. She only had time to see the back of Huaien leaving.

Her heartbeat gradually became heavier.

Why did Huaien know that she and Alma were sisters?

Lyra suddenly felt that some things seemed to make sense. Who called her to that village? During the time when Alma was in the hospital, it was likely that she was also "taken care of" by Huaien. Lyra was brought back to her room and could not sleep at night.

The next morning, all the reporters in the city blocked the entrance of the court.

"Have you heard? Today, the Kensley family is going to expose new evidence. I think Lyra will be in jail this time." "Who told her to insist on going to the Kensley family's dinner party. I heard that the Kensley family had been looking for a reliable lawyer some time ago. They probably wanted to send Lyra to prison." "The quarrels between rich and powerful families are really scary."

"Here, here, Hank's car!"

Everyone rushed up and surrounded the two sides of the car door. "Mr. Barnwell, why don't we take the side door?" Keith sat on the co-pilot's seat and looked at Hank. "No need. Remember what I told you. You must pay attention to the timing." Hank instructed before pushing the door open and getting out of the car. "Understood, Mr. Barnwell" Keith nodded. Then, Hank was surrounded by reporters. “Mr. Barnwell, which side do you support?" "The evidence of this case has already been found. Why hasn't it been decided yet? Could it be that money is competing against justice?"

"Mr. Barnwell, please answer our questions."

"The court will be impartial. I have nothing to say." Hank looked at the reporters coldly. He was about to walk up the stairs.

Nore also drove over.

"Mr. Lubi, do you think Lyra will lose the lawsuit today?" A reporter held up a microphone and blocked Nore. "No.". "Because I will pick up Lyra today." Nore looked at Hank who was not far away and said word by word. After he finished speaking, he pushed away the reporters and walked in. His personality had always been impulsive. The reporters turned around and surrounded Hank. Unfortunately, they couldn't get anything. Lyra was brought to court. When she saw the reporters staring at her with their cameras raised, she subconsciously turned her head away. Apart from the reporters' gazes, she could also feel a cold gaze staring at her. She did not need to look for it to know who it was. Then, Alma was supported by someone as she walked in. She looked pale and very weak.

It was unknown if she was really uncomfortable or if she was acting. "The plaintiff, the defendant, the evidence provided previously has been verified and discussed by the court. Do you have any new evidence to send?" "Yes." Alma immediately took out a child's medical report. "My son is getting weaker and weaker. I..." Halfway through her words, she started crying. Everyone in the court looked at her sympathetically. Even the jury was the same.

Only Lyra's eyes were calmer than anyone else. She looked at Nore who was sitting on the other side and shook her head gently. Nore got up angrily and stared at Alma. All of a sudden, Alma shrank back and did not dare to cry. Only when Nore turned around and left did she let out a sigh of relief. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Alma suppressed the joy in her eyes and slowly raised her head. “Plaintiff, do you have any other evidence to submit?" Alma shook her head. "During this period of time, my family and I haven't been able to live a comfortable life. I hope the court can give us justice." "Alma insisted that Lyra go to jail." A reporter secretly whispered. "Of course. Only when Lyra goes to jail can she sit firmly in Mrs. Barnwell's position."