Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 74

Chapter 74 Coincidence

After Alma finished speaking, she quickly walked towards the door. Unexpectedly, Lyra lightly said from behind, "What about the photos?"

Alma's hand even touched the doorknob.

"I remember the phone number of the Kensley Group is..." Lyra deliberately raised the decibel.

If she sent those photos to her father, Alma did not dare to imagine the consequences.

"Keith, I am fine. You can go back." Alma shouted at the outside, then took a few steps back and stood aside obediently.

Lyra smiled in satisfaction at her quick wits.

She gestured for her to step back.

Of course, Alma did as she said.

Lyra frowned. Wouldn't it be boring if she was so obedient? She opened the door and looked at Keith confidently. Finally, her eyes fell on Hank, who was behind him.

"What's the matter?"

Elisa immediately rushed in and pulled Alma, saying, "It's okay. Alma, Mr. Barnwell is here. He is here to save you."

These words sounded like Lyra's room was a place of tigers and wolves. Hank stepped forward and looked around Alma to confirm that she was fine. Then he looked at Lyra. "What happened?"

His expression was like questioning his subordinates who had done something wrong. Hearing the official tone, Lyra calmly took out her phone. "Your fiancee is afraid that I haven't seen enough performances in the Fashion Week, so she came to my room to show me the dance. There is a video as proof."

Who would believe this?

Hank looked at the pictures on the screen and frowned.

He turned and said to Keith, "Send her back to her room first."

"Yes."

Lyra looked at him, her eyes blinking as if she was planning something again. The door closed again. "Elisa, you guard the door. If anything happens, tell me immediately." Alma looked back, unwilling to give up. Elisa hurriedly nodded. But before she could take a step, she was stopped by Keith. "The two of you should return to your room first. Don't make Mr. Barnwell unhappy." "I'm worried about him." Alma forced a smile. Her heart was about to jump out of her throat. What if Lyra was fickle and showed those photos to Hank? What should she do?

She could not sit still and wait for death!

"Elisa, go." "Miss Kensley should return to your room first. Maybe later, Mr. Barnwell will personally tell you a piece of good news." Alma knew that he was one of the most trusted people around Hank. She did not want to have a conflict with him.

But how could she care about the good news in her mind right now? She pushed open the door in a daze and Elisa followed closely behind. "Alma, what should we do? Are we really going to give her five hundred thousand?" "Yes." Alma gnashed her teeth in hatred. At this time, Wendy called. Due to the time difference, the Fashion Week had just been broadcasted by Cloud Town.

Wendy had thought Alma must be in a good mood and had specially called to close the relationship.

She did not expect that Alma had just been fooled by Lyra and was in a bad mood. "Don't call me if you have nothing to do!" Alma shouted at the phone. Wendy originally wanted to let Lachlan know how much she was trying to curry favor with his daughter, and also wanted to tell him that they had eased their relationship. Lachlan was reading the newspaper, and when he heard his daughter's voice, his face immediately fell. "What's wrong, Alma? Who made you unhappy? Is it Lyra?" Wendy asked in a low voice. With this thought in her mind, she immediately walked into the restaurant. "Who else could it be?" Alma shouted and told the story.

On the other side, Wendy did not speak for a long time. "Speak! Are you dumb?"

"Um, I have some money here. I will transfer it to you first. You should buy the photos first. Then, you..." After listening to Wendy, Alma's expression slowly eased.

Lyra patiently beat around the bush with Hank.

At this time, Hank stared at her and felt that she was like a cunning cat. No one could catch her tail or escape her calculations. "I have already sent people to prepare for the wedding as you said." His tone relaxed and he changed the topic. "Mr. Barnwell has always been very efficient." Lyra nodded. In fact, even if she didn't say it, they would have a wedding sooner or later. Would he, Hank, treat his woman unfairly? Lyra just wanted her plan to progress faster. It was time for her to meet that person. As for Hank, he was just a chess piece in her hand. She raised her eyes, the light in her eyes so faint that she did not care about the man in front of her at all.

Hank could clearly feel her alienation towards him.

Before he could finish his sentence, someone knocked on the door.

Lyra frowned in annoyance. The door opened and Nore stood outside with some midnight snacks in his hand. "Are you hungry? I bought you some side dishes and porridge."

As he spoke, his gaze caught a glimpse of the man on the sofa inside. Lyra thanked him and was not surprised to see that Xu Ya was following behind Nore. Xu Ya leaned out and asked cautiously, "Sister Lyra, are you alright? I saw that the situation was not right just now, so I specially called Brother Nore over." The way she called him Brother Nore was really intimate.

If not for the fact that Lyra had no crush on Nore, she might really have been angered by Xu Ya.

"Just now, Alma really went overboard. Although I don't know what happened between the two of you, she must have slandered Sister Lyra."

When she saw Hank walk out of the room, she immediately shut her mouth. After her shock was endless regret.

Hank bypassed Lyra and walked straight back to the room.

Bang.

The door closed and Lyra retracted her gaze. "You guys aren't coming in, are you?" She smiled and was about to close the door. "Brother Nore, let's go downstairs first. Sister Lyra is so tired today, it's time for her to rest." Nore was about to open his mouth when Xu Ya pulled him back. Nore furrowed his brows. He had many questions he wanted to ask. His expression was too obvious, and everything was already written on his face. Lyra listened to Xu Ya's explanation and yawned. "Let's talk tomorrow." Then, Nore was pulled into the lift by Xu Ya. Lyra just watched them leave and then closed the door. Her heart was not calm, but she was thinking about how to let Hank have a taste of the pain, so she had no time to care about this. The day after tomorrow, she would return to Cloud Town. She didn't have much time left.