Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Slander Only when the man got up and left did Alma slowly heave a sigh of relief. She could not suppress the joy in her heart. She had not done anything wrong just now. Hank must have believed what she had said. Now, he must have gone to stand up for her and deal with Lyra. She only needed to wait for the good news! "Alma, why did Mr. Barnwell leave? Is he angry because you came to the ball?" Elisa hurriedly came in and asked worriedly. Hank was now Alma's strong backer. If their relationship was strained, it would be difficult for Alma to get advertisements and TV shows. Alma raised her slender wrist and gently blew at the wound. Her eyes were full of joy. "He won't have the time to be angry with me." Lyra took the last crab leg, chewed on the fragrant and tender meat, leaned back, and gulped down another mouthful of beer. Nore sat across from her and heard her burp without surprise. "Is this place to your liking?" Nore asked with interest. Almost all the dishes on the table were finished by Lyra. "It's okay." Lyra supported her chin with her arm and generously took out a card and slapped it on the table. "I always spend your money. I feel bad. This meal is on me." The phone placed on the table vibrated. When she saw the number on the caller ID, she was stunned for a long time. "Who is it?" Nore saw that she did not pick up and asked casually. "No one, just a harass call." Lyra forced out a smile and hung up without hesitation. "Let's go. I have something to do tomorrow." She carried her bag and walked out directly. That number had been deeply imprinted in her mind for a long time. She would probably not be able to forget it in this life or her next life. It was drizzling outside. Lyra shivered and waved to Nore from afar. "There is a taxi over there. I gotta go!" When Nore finished paying the bill and chased out, she had already disappeared. He stood on the steps and sighed helplessly. At this time, in front of Lyra, four men in black suits stood in front of her like a wall, holding umbrellas. Lyra smiled and looked around them at the black car parked on the side of the road. "Mr. Barnwell really thinks highly of me for inviting me into the car." Stepping on a luxurious leather carpet and warmed up by the heater in the car, Lyra felt much better. When she looked at the man beside her, she still felt so unpleasant. "Are you going to get justice for Alma?"

Hank leaned back in his chair and stubbed out the cigarette in his hand. His voice was cold and deep. "You just came out of prison not long ago. It's better not to cause trouble. If you are targeted by reporters..." "You don't have to worry about me." "You should be like Alma, wishing I was dead. You don't have to put on such an act." Lyra also leaned back in the seat, smiling brightly and coldly. "I lost more than a baby. Alma couldn't stand it after only experiencing it for a little bit." The rain outside the window became heavier. "Mr. Barnwell, aren't you here to avenge your little wife? If not, I'll get off the car." She reached out to push the door. However, before she could react, another huge force pulled her back. Lyra subconsciously raised her head and saw Hank's cold gaze. She could not help but feel like retreating when he stared at her like that. Hank did not say anything. He only stared at her, and even the breath blew on her face carried a chill. This chill made Lyra's back covered in a layer of cold sweat. She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but in the next second, Hank suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips. "Woah!" His hand did not hesitate to unzip her clothes. "Let go of me!" Lyra instinctively struggled. Hank stopped moving and looked into Lyra's eyes for a while. "Didn't you always want to take revenge on me? Is this all you can do? Are your small tricks interesting? Lyra, huh?" His voice was still cold, but the words he said were very vicious, "As long as I give an order, you can completely disappear from Cloud Town. Lyra, don't make unnecessary struggles. Be good, okay?" Lyra's hand clenched into a fist.Humiliation, he could always humiliate her so easily.

"Yes. I want to take revenge on you, but I haven't thought of how yet. These are just appetizers, Mr. Barnwell. Don't worry." The air in the car was frozen. In addition, the space was small, so the two people's breathing rose and fell one after another. "You invested in the race first, followed me to the hotel, and now strip me. Mr. Barnwell, do you lack women? Can't Alma satisfy you? Or..." She paused. "Did you fall in love with me?" Lyra's clothes were torn into pieces, and her beautiful collarbone entered the man's eyes. He suppressed his last impulse and stared at this bright and beautiful face with his deep eyes. Fall in love with her? This woman got crazy imaginations, but these words seemed to pierce through him, causing him to feel frustration. "Get out." In the end, he still suppressed his anger. Seeing him angry, Lyra let out an "ok" indifferently. In any case, she was unwilling to stay in the car for a second. She slowly tidied up her clothes, pushed open the car door, and walked into the rain. The muddy water splashed around her ankle. It was bone-piercingly cold, but she did not seem to feel it at all. Hank looked at her back for a long time through the car window... "Keith, did you get the surveillance video from that time?" "Mr. Barnwell, it has been sent to your phone." The man clicked on the play button. The surveillance video would not lie. At the end of the video, Hank's eyes were cold to the extreme. He glanced in the direction where Lyra left and ordered tiredly, "Go to the company." She was really stubborn and did not even have a word of explanation.