Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 82

Chapter 82 I Am Not Making Trouble!

"Don't waste time. If you don't leave now, I will ask the security guards to drive you out." Alma gritted her teeth in hatred.

Lyra clicked her tongue and deliberately looked around.

"Where is your stepmother?" It was only then that the father and daughter realized that they had not seen Wendy since just now. "It has nothing to do with you. Hurry up..." Before Alma could finish speaking, Wendy rushed over from behind. Seeing that Alma was arguing with Lyra, she turned and wanted to run. "Auntie Wendy, where are you going?" Lyra shouted and took the initiative to walk forward. She warmly and affectionately held Wendy's arm. "I especially came to see you today," she said. "Is, is that so?" Wendy struggled a few times, but Lyra held her tightly. She could not pull her hand out.

The two of them looked very intimate. Hank's eyes darkened. This woman was indeed here to cause trouble again. He glanced behind him. Keith received the order and immediately asked the bodyguards to go forward and take Lyra away. But before they could do anything, Lachlan opened his mouth. He looked at the two of them, unable to hide his shock. "You know each other?" Why didn't he hear Wendy mention this after the last wedding? "... Lachlan, I'll explain it to you later. The most important thing now is the wedding." Wendy was a woman after all. She thought that as long as the wedding was held, the relationship between the two families would be consolidated. Lachlan would hold her in his hands and pamper her.

But she underestimated the man's suspicion and ambition. Lachlan hoped to use this matter to ease the relationship with Hank and use the Barnwell group's power to let the Kensley Group survive the crisis. Now, what was there to talk about to ease the relationship? It was all ruined!

The person he slept with every night was actually close to Hank's ex-wife and she had kept it from him. Wasn't this equivalent to having a commercial spy in his company?

Thinking of this, Lachlan became angrier and angrier. "What is the use of the wedding? With this woman here, will Hank's heart be with my

They used to be in love.

Moreover, the Jones family had been destroyed in the hands of Hank. How could the entanglement between the two of them be broken off so easily? Hearing this, Hank's eyes suddenly turned cold. "President Kensley, your words are too much."

"You will soon be my son-in-law. Is this how you treat me?" Lachlan pointed at Hank. "I am just stating facts." "Didn't you say that you wouldn't cause trouble?" he then looked at Lyra and asked. Lyra blinked her animated eyes and looked down at her hand that was holding Wendy She explained innocently, "I didn't cause any trouble. I came to see my good auntie. I didn't offend anyone, did I?" That was right.

Hank knew that she was playing tricks, and the emotions between his eyes were strong and complicated.

Lachlan had nowhere to hide his shame. He scolded her in a low voice and turned to leave.

"Auntie Wendy, where are you going? I still have to give you my father's belongings." Lyra held Wendy more tightly, who was about to catch up with Lachlan. "What the hell is it?" At this point, Wendy could no longer hide her past. She was greedy again. If Drake had really left her something valuable, it would be a waste if she did not take it. Anyway, the things she took from the Jones family were about to be used up. "It's a portrait that my dad used to take with him." As Lyra spoke, she stretched out her hand. In her palm lay a small token with a lifelike tiger on it. "He hoped that you could wear it every day so that he could always be by your side." After hearing her words, Wendy's face was filled with horror. "Such a memorable thing, you should keep it yourself." She pulled Lyra's hand away

and chased after Lachlan in a panic.

She did not notice the steps behind her and almost fell. "Auntie Wendy, be careful." Lyra smiled and went over to hold her. "Oh, right, I seemed to have met a few subordinates of Boss Evans' just now." Back then, in order to stay by her father's side, Wendy had said those people had gone to replace trouble with her every now and then. She had used this as an excuse to live into the Jones family.

At that time, both Lyra and her father had sympathized with her. However, before Lyra went to prison, she had accidentally discovered that Boss Evan was Wendy's old lover. "Lyra, you..." Wendy was stunned. "You finally remembered? For the sake of my dad, I didn't look for you, but you asked someone to kill me?" "I didn't. You misunderstood." When the trick was exposed, Wendy trembled with fear. A few days ago in Fashion Week, she comforted Alma and contacted Boss Evans, hoping to borrow his hand to get rid of Lyra. Now Boss Evans was already doing well in Cloud Town. It was not difficult for Lyra to disappear silently. But she was too impatient and neglected one thing. "When you left my house, you should have taken a lot of property with you, but you took it for yourself and didn't tell Boss Evans. I was careless enough to have let them know. Now, they should be looking for you everywhere!" Lyra's voice was colder than the ghosts in hell. She grabbed Wendy's shoulder and gently pushed her. In a daze, Wendy's legs went soft and she fell onto the steps. It hurt so much that she took a few deep breaths. She turned around and wanted to refute Lyra. However, when she met her eyes that were filled with hatred, Wendy was so afraid that she did not dare to make a sound. "Hank, did you see that? Lyra hit someone at our wedding scene." Alma thought that she had grasped Lyra's weakness. Just as she was about to complain to Hank. On the other side, Keith had already told him about the matter of Lyra being followed. "Did you know that she was being followed?"

His voice was extremely cold. For the first time, the look in his eyes when he looked at Alma had a bit more disgust. Although Alma had never felt how hot and gentle he was before, she thought he was cold in nature, and she had gradually gotten used to it. But at this moment, she was frightened by his gaze.

"Hank, listen to my explanation." Alma panicked and reached out to pull him.

But he had already dodged first. The guests around watched with their own eyes as Hank left the bride to the side and walked straight to Lyra.

His voice was not loud, and no one else heard what they said. They only saw Lyra and Hank go upstairs together.

Alma's body tightened. Fortunately, there was an employee behind her to support her, so she did not faint.

Wendy sat on the floor, rubbing her bruised knees. She was so scared that her face turned pale.

There were faint discussions around.

"The Kensley family can't hold his wedding again?"

"I think Mr. Barnwell still has feelings for his ex-wife. Otherwise, with his temper, he would have driven her out already." "It seems that Hank had personally invited his ex-wife over. It was his assistant who sent her here."

When Alma heard the sounds of discussion, she was so angry that she fainted.