Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 393

Chapter 393 Anger

Since the main character had already left, the reporters also left the Barnwell group Building one after another. However, when everyone talked, they all felt that something was not quite right. "Have we been used by Mr. Barnwell?"

"As expected of the Barnwell group, he is ruthless." The most important thing was that they had to help the Barnwell group advertise for free in the end.

Hank's intention was also very obvious, which was to let everyone understand that no matter how many people Terry had taken away with him, it would not cause any harm to the Barnwell group. After the reporters reacted, although they were still a little unwilling, after all, they had taken photos and recorded the interview. If they published the news later than other agencies, it meant that they would not be able to get any resources. With this mentality, they still went back and sent the contents of today's Barnwell

group press conference.

At this time, in the conference room on the third floor.

Lyra helplessly looked at the table of snacks and coffee in front of her. Hank really had everything in his hands. Not only had he prepared this beforehand, but he had also arranged everything for Huaien. Even if Huaien reacted later, there was nothing he could do. After all, this was Barnwell group, and Hank had the final say in everything. "You don't like it?"

Hank pushed open the door and entered. His body carried a bit of hostility. Although his expression was calm as usual, Lyra could tell that he was really angry today. The matter of the mastermind behind the scenes being Huaien, to him, should be a big blow. After all, he was his only relative in this world. He had always kept Huaien in the Barnwell group's care. Now that things had become like this, it could be very difficult for him to accept. Acting had to be played to the end. Lyra simply put on a very dissatisfied look. "Hank, you have no right to imprison my freedom!" She had been like this in the Barnwell family, and now she was like this in the Barnwell

Group. She was a person, not an object could be disposed of at his mercy. The man frowned and sat down in front of her. He reached out his hand and poured her a cup of coffee. "I'm not sure what you like, so I prepared everything. In the afternoon, there is still a place to go. You eat first." His words seemed to be quite concerned about her. Lyra was not grateful at all. "Then I have to thank Mr. Barnwell for the trouble. I can go now!" "What are you doing here?" He was finally forced to open his mouth and grabbed Lyra's wrist with one hand. "To borrow your bathroom." "Jones Group is at the opposite building. Can't you take a few more steps? Lyra, you are not a good liar," he said, staring straight at her with his cold eyes. "You make it sound like you know me very well." "I made it very clear. I'm only here to borrow the bathroom. I don't have to come to the scene to see the Barnwell group make a fool of itself, right? Since last night, the news has been full of the Barnwell group's recent situation." She had become more and more eloquent recently. This was something that Hank had long since experienced. His tightly knitted brows slowly spread apart, and his voice was filled with indescribable exhaustion. "Between us, apart from quarreling, can't we just..." "We've been divorced for almost two years. Talking about this now is meaningless, right?" "Actually, if you use your brain a little, you can know why I came. I've cooperated with your Second Uncle. In order to overthrow the Barnwell group, I can do anything." Lyra smiled. Her words were clear. As soon as she finished speaking, the last bit of hesitation in the man's eyes disappeared. His expression became very ugly. He suddenly stood up and pushed Lyra to the corner step by step. He reached out and pinched her shoulder. His voice was frighteningly cold.

"You knew it?"

"What?"

Lyra asked despite knowing the answer.

The man took a deep breath and slowly rubbed her cheek with his finger. "You knew Second Uncle's purpose?" He was already trying his best to control his temper.

If it were someone else, he would probably have kicked her out at this time. Because it was Lyra, he would endure all kinds of things. It was also because of her that his heart hurt so much. Anyone in this world could deceive him so badly. But she couldn't.

At that moment, Lyra also understood the complex emotions in his eyes. She opened her mouth and the reason in her throat was like a stone, falling down. "Yes."

One second, two seconds... The man just stared at her delicate and beautiful face. After a long time, he lowered his head and asked her with a sneer, "So you dressed up so formally just to laugh at me and see me be betrayed by my only family?" "... Yes." Lyra's heart ached. She really didn't want to continue. But he refused to let go.

If this stalemate continued, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it in and

tell him everything.

At that time, he should be in pain ten thousand times more than he was now. Lyra tried hard to hold her palm, using that pain to stimulate herself and keep herself awake. "Hank, what I want to see the most in my life is you going bankrupt, seeing you suffer, seeing you being abandoned by the world. This is the reason why I live." She gritted her teeth and said these hurtful words. As the last word fell, the man finally forced a word out of his mouth, "Get lost!" Lyra did not look back and ran into the elevator in a few steps. Her heart was thumping. Her helpless and distressed emotions made her eyes red. In case there were reporters waiting outside, she immediately adjusted her expression, took a few steps, and left the Barnwell group as fast as possible. Hank threw everything in the office. Keith ignored it and did not dare to go in to stop him. After the sound gradually stopped, he knocked on the door. "Mr. Barnwell, all the high-level managers of the company have gathered in the conference room. Except for Vice President Barnwell," Keith said, and then waited for Hank's next order. He turned around and did not speak for a long time. The employees behind Keith looked at each other and did not dare to breathe loudly. They did not expect that Mr. Barnwell would be so stimulated because of this matter. Would the company really be hollowed out by Vice President Xiao? After all, he had taken away so many talents and resources. Otherwise, why would Hank be so angry? However, only Keith knew in his heart that there was only one person who could make his president angry, and that was Lyra. "Mr. Barnwell?"

"Shall I push the meeting off?" Keith whispered again. "No need." Hank's eyes were fixed on a certain floor of the opposite building. The words that Lyra had just said kept circling in his mind. He could not understand it, but it was not that he could not accept it.

"Has Alma left?"

"Not yet. She said that she must see you."