Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 350

Chapter 350 Can't Compromise

"As you said, that was in the past. People change. Please take a step back. I'm going to close the door." Lyra was too lazy to argue with him. Hank could tell what love was and what disgust was. Her eyes were so cold that it made him angry. He opened his mouth and remembered the idea that Jasper had given him. His eyes darkened and his tone softened a little. "There is an event tomorrow night. Come with me."

"No."

"Don't you still want to cooperate with the Barnwell group? Do you not want the project?"

He wanted to do what she wanted so that he could better understand her. Right now, all of Lyra's attention was focused on the matter of the Jones family's comeback, so he would let her have her way. Lyra did not answer. "You should also know that with me here, your path will be much easier. Someone will pick you up tomorrow," he said.

He drove away. As the car disappeared from his sight, Lyra frowned even more. He had waited here for so long just to say this? "What a lunatic." Lyra went home to check and found out that Hank was indeed crazy. Because the event he was going to attend tomorrow night was an outstanding contribution award ceremony held by the Business Association. He had won the award for three consecutive years. Although the value of this award was not high, those who could attend were the top figures of Cloud Town. That circle was not something that could be entered with money. He also needed a lot of status and connections. Other than the business world, some people in the political world would also attend. Even a wealthy family like Lubi family was not invited this year.

Lyra took a deep breath.

She had to go. Moreover, they had to use this opportunity to get to know more partners. This was very beneficial for the future development of the Jones family. The next morning.

Hank sent someone to deliver ten luxurious and custom-made evening dresses. Looking at the colorful dresses, Lyra felt dazzled. She could not help but look at Su Yuan beside her. "Which one looks good?" Su Yuan sighed at Hank's straight male aesthetic and slowly shook her head. "Director Jones, why don't I rent one for you?" Seeing her cute appearance, Lyra could not help but laugh out loud. "Director Jones, these are too much. The skirt of that dress is inlaid with diamonds. Most importantly, these clothes are ridiculously conservative." Lyra supported her chin with her hand. "Mm..." "Send them all back. Tell Hank that I will go, but there's no need for clothes." "But these are all chosen by Mr. Barnwell. Take a look." "If he insists on making me dress like a butterfly, then I won't go." Lyra rubbed her temples. With that said, those people immediately moved their dresses away. It was finally much quieter.

Lyra took out her phone and checked the address. "This is a shop opened by a friend of mine. Help me get a dress. Don't be so eye-catching."

She was going to expand her connections, not really going to participate in the award ceremony. Why would she dress like a peacock?

"Okay, Director Jones, I will go right away." While Su Yuan went, Lyra slept at home for another hour. However, when she woke up, the person she waited for was not Su Yuan, but Alma. As soon as the door was opened, Alma knelt straight in front of her. "Lyra, I beg you, give Hank to me." Give?

Lyra immediately wanted to close the door. She couldn't give him to her, because the man didn't belong to her at all.

She had made it clear before, but Alma still wanted to make a scene, so don't blame her for being ruthless. "Please, listen to me first, okay?"

Alma was crying so hard that she refused to let go. "That night, my dad knocked me out and sent me to that place. He asked me to accompany Mr. Lee, an old man!" "I really have no way out. If Hank doesn't want me, I can only take the child to jump into the river." Alma said in a trembling voice. So now she remembered she had a child? Lyra felt so sorry for the kid. From beginning to end, Alma only treated the child as a bargaining chip to threaten Hank and at the same time, threaten Terry.

Lyra looked at her crying face and felt no waves in her heart.

"Who asked you to come to me? What's the use of looking for me?" Lyra's voice turned cold. "You did everything to yourself! No one can help you!" "You can!"

"Hank only has you in his heart. As long as you persuade him, he will definitely listen to you." "I won't help you." Lyra pursed her lips.

Then, the door closed and Alma was locked outside. "Lyra, help me. I really don't want to go back to that place!" Where did the beautiful and proud Alma go? It was as if she was tortured to this state. Lyra's heart sank a little as she listened to her crying through the door. Alma cried for a long time, but there was no sound from inside. She bit her lips and walked out of the Jones family's door in a sorry state. She had only taken a few steps when a car stopped in front of her. "Miss Kensley, Vice President asked me to pick you up." Alma wiped away her tears and sat in the car.

Then, she dialed Huaien's number. "Second Uncle, I failed. Lyra refused to let me in. What should I do?" "The driver will send you to see them. When the time comes, you only need to..." Huaien laughed gently. Alma put down her phone, her eyes full of hatred. "Lyra, don't blame me. You chose not to help me." Half an hour later, Lyra saw Hank's driver.

The car door opened, and Hank also sat inside. Their eyes met, and Lyra frowned. Her unwillingness was written all over her face. "You don't have to show your disgust so clearly. I gave you this chance." "Some people clearly know what other people are thinking, but they still take the initiative to send themselves to the door. Now you can't blame anyone if you're used, can you?" Lyra chuckled, a smile on her face.

"Moreover, I really should keep a distance from you. It is good for you and me." Hank had not publicly ended his marriage with Alma. For Lyra to attend such an occasion with him, it was inevitable that people would gossip about him. The man's eyes darkened. "If you mind, I can..." "I do, but what's the use? You don't care about my feelings at all, do you?" Lyra said lightly. There was neither anger nor disappointment in her tone. She was just stating the truth.

However, that kind of gaze was distant and cold, giving him the desire to protect her, but he was unable to get close.