Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 339

Chapter 339 Someone with Strength

"Don't think that I don't know what tricks you are playing." The man leaned forward, pinched her chin, and slowly exerted force. "You better not help Kensley family." His words made Lyra's smile deepen. "Mr. Barnwell must be joking. Why should I help Lachlan?" The person who had truly harmed the Jones family to this extent was him! Hank had guessed wrongly what she was thinking. He furrowed his brows and loosened his grip. Lyra took the opportunity to circle around another bed and turned on the television to watch as if nothing had happened. Would she be so obedient? No, something must have happened. Hank stared at her for a while before his phone rang. It was Keith. "Mr. Barnwell, there are some unusual movements from the Jones family." "Jones..." Hank came back to his senses and walked out of the room. Lyra leaned back on the pillow behind her. Kensley Group was on the verge of bankruptcy, and anyone could buy Kensley Group's shares. Of course, she could as well.

She asked Nore to help her mortgage the Jones family's property and sell all the antiques she found at home, although she could not buy many shares. However, it was enough to resist Hank's acquisition behavior. Originally, after tonight, he would buy the Kensley Group shares in He Yuqing's hands. At that time, he would become the largest shareholder of Kensley Group. But with Lyra's interference, there was a deviation in his plan. The division of shares of the Kensley Group became very complicated. "Mr. Barnwell, what should we do?" Keith seemed to be a little anxious. It was going to be closed soon. If he couldn't come up with a countermeasure, there would be flaws in the previous good situation, and Hank's career was not allowed to have flaws. In the corridor, Hank was slender, leaning against the wall, with a sneer on his lips. "She is really surprising." She was right beside him, but she could mess up his plan. Jasper was right. If there really was a woman in this world who was compatible with him, it could only be Lyra.

"Mr. Barnwell, what do you mean?"

"Let her be."

"But... Do you want to talk to Director Jones and buy the shares in her hands?" Keith asked.

"Isn't that exactly what she wants?"

"No hurry. Since Lyra wants to play, I'll play with her." The man narrowed his eyes. Keith listened on the other side of the line and his heart skipped a beat. What kind of fetish was this? This couple was playing with the Kensley family's property?

More importantly, it was literally the case.

Lachlan was like a fish on the cutting board, unable to move. Lyra knew that Hank must have received the news and was waiting to negotiate with him in the room. She did not really need the shares of the Kensley Group, but wanted to force Hank and gain some benefit from it.

In any case, Lachlan's bankruptcy was already destined.

Then she would have to squeeze out the last bit of value from him. Unexpectedly, Hank left and did not return. An hour before the plane took off, he let the driver take Lyra to the airport.

The two only met on the plane.

Just as Lyra was about to sit down, she saw the female president sitting next to him. It was the one who was discussing business with Hank.

They were going to return on the same flight? Lyra couldn't help but frown and quietly look at the other person.

The woman was very elegant, and her manners were like that of a rich lady. She had a charming temperament. Not long after she got on the plane, several business-type men took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Lyra propped up her chin with one hand and pondered over something. "I'll sit by the window," Hank said quickly. "Sit here," Lyra suddenly moved in. Her crafty eyes flickered, and she flashed a smile that he did not understand. The man looked around and naturally sat down. Lyra put on the blindfold but did not really fall asleep. Instead, she listened to the conversation between the two of them from time to time. She had to know the identity of this female president as soon as possible.

However, they were just chatting, and there was no substantial topic. Moreover, Hank's reaction to her was relatively cold, unlike those men who came to talk to her. As Lyra listened, she vaguely remembered the words Hank said in her ear, "I will never touch others." She bit the corner of her lips and her cheeks were slightly hot.

"Do you want coffee?" He leaned over again.

Lyra gritted her teeth and turned around.

"Is Mr. Barnwell's girlfriend feeling unwell? I have medicine for motion sickness here," the female president said.

"No need, she's fine," Hank said politely as he helped Lyra get a cup of coffee. "I see..." Her gaze lingered on Lyra for a moment. Then, the plane took off without a word. After they left the airport, Lyra found out that the female president was President Yang of Haorong International, the boss of He Yuqing. No wonder Hank wanted to fly abroad on purpose and see her! Then in the future, Haorong International and the Barnwell group will definitely cooperate. Artificial intelligence project? Lyra chuckled. She had to walk in front of Hank. With this thought in mind, she quickened her pace and walked forward, wanting to shake off Hank.

But she underestimated this man's control. She turned around and finally reached the door before him, but was directly blocked by Keith who was waiting outside. "Director Jones, get in the car." "I won't take your car! I'll get carsick!" Lyra gritted her teeth. "Then, the bodyguard will accompany you back." Keith was very persistent and reminded Lyra, "This place is only forty minutes away from the city. If we walk, I'm afraid it will take some effort." Lyra gritted her teeth. "I'll take another car!"

She said this and turned to leave.

Just then, Hank walked out of the airport. Keith immediately stepped forward. "Mr. Barnwell, are you going to chase after Director Jones?" "No need." He was well aware of where she was going. However, the game had already begun. It was only interesting to give her a chance. "Go to the company." Lyra took a few steps forward, called a car, and went straight to the Jones Corporation. Now was a competition to see who could acquire the shares in the hands of He Yuqing before tomorrow. Su Yuan received a call from Lyra early in the morning, and several employees were waiting in the company. "Director Jones, everything has been arranged. It's just that the attitude of Haorong International is not very good. I contacted them several times, but they all refused." After all, the Jones family was not as famous as the Barnwell group. In terms of earning money, it was understandable for Haorong International to look for more powerful partners. "Give me the number." Lyra took out her phone. "Okay." Su Yuan immediately handed over the number. But Lyra glanced at it and shook her head directly. "Is this President Yang's number?" This question stunned Su Yuan. "No..." "Go and check, hurry up." Lyra put the phone on the table and immediately took out the Al project data. "Director Jones, I found it!"