Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 65

He Went to See Miss Jones!

The man's eyes swayed slightly. He slowly got up and put down a blank check on the table.

"Fill in a number that you are satisfied with. You only have fifteen hours to think about it." Hank took a step forward and at the same time threw down a sentence, "There is no need to sacrifice the rest of your life for revenge against me, right? It is ridiculous to hit a rock with an egg."

Bang

The door closed, and Lyra's hand slowly tightened. She clearly had the upper hand, but he pushed her into the abyss with a casual sentence.

She didn't know how long she was in a daze until someone knocked on the door.

It was the hotel manager and the local police officers. "Lyra, please cooperate with their investigation. A taxi driver has gone missing."

The people in the other rooms heard the noise and looked out.

"Let's go." Lyra naturally closed the door. Liu Yuanyuan watched Lyra being taken away from the other side of the corridor. Then she saw Xu Ya and Nore coming out of the lift. She gritted her teeth and walked over. "Lyra was taken away by the police." A hint of pride flashed past Xu Ya's eyes, but she concealed it very well and did not let Nore replace out.

She even pretended to be alarmed and tugged at his sleeve. "Brother Nore, what should we do?" "I'll think of a way. If Lyra comes back, tell me immediately." Nore's expression was cold, and he naturally connected this matter to Hank. After that, he strode away, thinking of replaceing a few friends to try and get Lyra out. "Don't worry!" Xu Ya shouted. She would definitely stay here. As long as it was more than two days, all of them would fly back home. At that time, Lyra would be left here alone. She would be penniless and have no mobile phone or passport. How could she go back? Liu Yuanyuan watched as Xu Ya negotiated with the hotel manager and openly entered Lyra's room.

"What are you going to do?"

As soon as Xu Ya entered, she began to rummage around, throwing all of Lyra's things into the bag.

"Of course, I am to help her pack her things. If she goes to jail here, the hotel won't help her keep her personal belongings."

"How do you know that she must go to jail? What if the matter has nothing to do with her?"

Liu Yuanyuan always felt that something was wrong. Xu Ya turned her back to her and muttered, "You don't have to worry about it."

After Lyra was taken away, there was a lot of gossip in the hotel.

When these words reached Alma's ears, she was overjoyed.

"This is really satisfying. It's best if she sits in the prison." Alma smiled sinisterly. The more she thought about it, the happier she felt. Since tomorrow was Fashion Week, she decided to celebrate. She immediately changed into a floral dress and knocked on Hank's door.

The door quickly opened, and Alma smiled sweetly. "Hank, I heard that the midnight snack in the restaurant downstairs is good. Do you want to have a taste?"

Hank was having a headache because of the meeting with Mr. Opple, but he needed to enter with the identity of Alma's male companion... "Okay, let's go." Alma was overjoyed. She knew that as long as she was obedient, Hank would not ignore her. The two of them walked into the restaurant together. Not long after they ordered the dishes, they heard people talking about Lyra at the next table. "People don't change. She has an evil mind."

"I heard that people in her company don't like her very much. I really don't know why MON admits someone like her!"

"Keep your voice down. You will be heard."

"What are you afraid of? She is going to jail."

Hank picked up the coffee and took a sip. His expression was normal. On the other hand, Alma could no longer contain the joy in her heart. "Hank, you heard about it too, right? Lyra was caught again. I really don't know what she was thinking." Alma deliberately made a look of pity.

She was obviously gloating. Lyra's face inexplicably appeared in Hank's mind. If the person sitting opposite him at the moment was Lyra, what kind of expression would she have? No matter what she said, she should not be as unscrupulous as Alma, which was repulsive.

The man pressed his eyebrows. When the food was served, Alma finally calmed down a little. "Tomorrow, I will attend Fashion Week with you," Hank said in a timely manner. "That's great!" Alma was pleasantly surprised. Her smile reached the corner of her mouth. Keith rushed in from outside the door and came to Hank's side. He whispered a few words. Alma did not hear it clearly, but she clearly saw that Hank's expression had changed. Then, he immediately got up. "I still have something to deal with. You eat first." "But..." Alma had no time to stop him. He had already left. She bit her lips angrily. She had been that close! If he could stay a little longer, and she had the chance to pour him a few glasses of wine, maybe they could spend the night together tonight. She was angry and glanced at Keith. "What is it?" "It's about the company," Keith replied and was about to leave. "I'm going to be Mrs. Barnwell soon. I have the right to know! If you don't tell me, I'll get Hank to fire you."

Keith paused.

The eyes under his frame glasses surged, but in an instant, they returned to their usual gentleness. "Miss Jones called Mr. Barnwell from the police station. Mr. Barnwell went to see her," he said lightly After that, he ignored the shocked look on Alma's face and walked away.

This was what she wanted to know.

"Lyra!"

Ignoring the fact that there were others present, Alma ran out in anger, wanting to chase after Hank.

However, she accidentally stumbled onto the sofa and sprained her ankle.

"It hurts... It hurts so much."

"Alma!" Elisa happened to come over to eat. She held her and said anxiously, "Tomorrow is Fashion Week. Do you have to sprain your ankle at this time?" Alma was angry and annoyed.