Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 353

Chapter 353 A War Between Women

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned. Their eyes were focused on Lyra. Mrs. Xue suddenly widened her eyes. "You said I was noisy?" "Yes, your voice is loud and noisy, which is very rude. He has apologized, and you still keep emphasizing how expensive this dress is. Have you never seen money? Isn't it just a dress from a fashion show? Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?" Lyra had just seen this dress in a magazine.

It was a jewelry magazine. What she had paid attention to was the necklace that matched this dress.

This dress was indeed not cheap, but she had gone overboard. According to this lady's appearance just now, it seemed that she was going to swallow this service alive.

"Of course, you can ask him to apologize or compensate, but there is no need to disturb others, right? Turn back and look. Is it interesting to be in the spotlight in this way?"

Among the guests, someone began to agree with Lyra.

Mrs. Xue was embarrassed.

All of a sudden, she and Lyra seemed to be the center of all attention.

"According to what you said, I can't even scold him after being splashed with red wine?" Mrs. Xue gritted her teeth and stared at Lyra, "Or should I say, you would like to compensate for it! If you would not, shut up."

Lyra frowned. Originally, she just thought that this woman was noisy, but now, she had made her lose her temper.

"I won't pay a cent, and neither will he."

Lyra looked up and down at Mrs. Xue and carefully recalled the magazine photo that she had seen.

Her gaze was so direct that it made Mrs. Xue very uncomfortable. "You..." "From the look of your dress, it is not of the original design. Is it a counterfeit?" Lyra crossed her arms and spoke in a very confident tone. Mrs. Xue's face immediately flushed red, and she bared her teeth and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can I wear a fake?"

"I seem to have seen the sample of this dress before. It is indeed different from what Mrs. Xue wears." Mrs. Xue immediately gritted her teeth, "I just altered it because the size of the dress was not suitable. What's wrong?" "So, you did make alterations?" "You may not know that the most expensive thing in the design circle is design. No matter how high the price is, once you make changes to it, this dress is not the work of a famous designer anymore." That was indeed the case. The sounds of discussion in the surroundings grew louder and louder. Mrs. Xue's expression became uglier and uglier, and she wished that she could immediately replace a hole to hide in. Alma stood behind Hank and suddenly walked over. "Wait a minute, that waiter made a mistake first. It is not enough just to apologize. Although this lady is a little emotional, she is still the victim. She didn't do anything wrong." There were also many people who agreed with Alma. As if she had found a savior, Mrs. Xue directly grabbed Alma. "Mrs. Barnwell is right!" Hearing the words "Mrs. Barnwell". Alma was overjoyed. It had been a long time since someone had called her that. Although the outside world knew that she had been driven out of the Barnwell family by Hank, it had not been made public, so everyone still thought that she was Mrs. Barnwell.

Alma couldn't help but reveal a bit of happiness on her face. Xuanze looked at Hank meaningfully. Hank's eyes were fixed on Lyra, but he didn't move for a long time. "If it is inconvenient for Mr. Barnwell to appear, let me."

Xuanze said in a low voice. He walked straight to Lyra and said in front of everyone, "Miss Jones, your skirt is also dirty."

As he said, he handed over his suit jacket. Lyra was stunned. She did not expect him to lend a hand to her. According to her feeling, Xuanze should be the type who would not easily make friends with others. Since he had already spoken, she was too embarrassed to refuse. "Thank you, Mr. Evans."

There was an envious discussion. "Why ic Yuanze Evans so close to her?"

"Did they know each other before? I heard that Lyra and Mr. Barnwell..." As a result, Lyra, who had just become the laughing stock of the audience, was safe and sound, protected by Xuanze behind her, and Hank felt countless curious gazes.

Alma could not help but stare at him with jealousy.

She thought, 'when did she hook up with Xuanze?' She did not understand the news of the business world, but Xuanze was elegant, wearing a famous brand custom-made suit and a watch on his wrist, the market value of which was hundreds of millions. Why did such a man have to circle around Lyra! Alma bit the corner of her lips and could not help but regret. She should not have forced herself to stand up. Otherwise, Xuanze would not have stood up to help Lyra. The situation was deadlocked.

Hank suppressed his anger with his cold eyes and directly stepped forward to bring Alma out.

"Hank, why are you pulling me? I haven't..." It was very cold outside. Alma wore a dress and was so cold that she closed her mouth.

For the next second, she was thrown into the car by Hank.

"It was clearly Lyra who caused trouble just now. I just couldn't bear to see her like that, and I couldn't help but say a few words. Do you blame me for that?" Blame her? The coldness in Hank's deep eyebrows deepened. "You were not helping. You wanted everyone to notice you and wanted me to stand on your side, right?" Her thoughts were immediately exposed. Alma bit her lips and stammered for a long time, unable to speak. She had indeed thought that way, but she did not expect that Hank would expose her in person. For a moment, she was a little flustered.

"I didn't think that much."

Hank pressed his hand against the car door, his voice even colder than usual. "Listen carefully. Tomorrow morning, we will go through the divorce procedures. Keep in mind that from now on, you and that child have nothing to do with me."

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Alma didn't even have the chance to cry before she was pulled away by the driver. She had been locked in the car, so no matter how she knocked on the door, it was

useless.

"Hank, you can't do this to me!"

But no matter how much she cried, it was useless now.

Hank stood on the steps at the door. When he turned around, he saw Lyra and Xuanze walking out together.

The two seemed to be old friends at first sight, talking and laughing.

Nore, Jing, and Xuanze Evans. Good, very good.

Hank fiercely suppressed the anger in his chest. He actually didn't know that his precious little wife was so popular with men.

At the same time, Lyra also noticed Hank's gaze.

She thought that he had already left with Alma.

Now that they had met face-to-face, Lyra's ruined mood was even worse.