Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Fearless

Lyra did not expect it to be Hank. If today's wedding had gone smoothly, at this moment, it should be the night of his re-marriage, right? What did he come to replace her for? Lyra looked at the man in the car and frowned. If she got in the car now, it would be like a sheep entering a tiger's den. "Mr. Barnwell, what's the matter?" She squeezed out a smile and yawned, "I'm quite tired today. If you have nothing else to do, III... "The police have already started investigating Wu Chen's car accident. Do you still want to be prosecuted?" The man's eyes became impatient and his tone became a bit heavy Lyra's heart skipped a beat. So fast? It seemed that Lachlan really did not have much strength, and he could not even stop this kind of thing. Although she could not figure out the purpose of Hank's visit, Lyra still reluctantly got into the car. The car was permeated with a very high-level man's perfume. She vaguely remembered that Hank used to dislike this smell. People changed Or, she had never really understood this man.

Lyra narrowed her eyes and decided to take the initiative to attack. "It's not because I'm guilty, but because I am afraid of being splashed with dirty water."

The man's chuckle came from the air.

Lyra's heart skipped a beat.

She silently reminded herself that he did not have any evidence on hand. As long as she persevered, Hank would have no way to deal with her! Her bright eyes were firmly imprinted in the bottom of Hank's eyes. His fingertips tapped on his knees. After thinking for a few seconds, he said coldly, "Originally, the Barnwell group did not want to continue the cooperation with the Kensley Group. You made a fuss and helped me instead. I came here to thank you." Lyra could not hide the surprise in her eyes. How could...

With the Kensley family's power, losing the cooperation with the Barnwell group was equivalent to losing half of the pure profit. People like Lachlan would definitely cling to Hank like a dogskin plaster. Most importantly, unilateral termination of the contract would inevitably attract

suspicion from the outside world. Hank had always valued the reputation of the company. Now, he should be very troubled. Moreover, he would also be worried about how to get rid of the Kensley family. Hank said lightly, taking in Lyra's complicated expression. "Is it not what you expected?" Hank suddenly grabbed her wrist and warned her word by word, "My patience has a limit."

He had only let her go because of the pendant. But she was still Drake's daughter after all. He had no sympathy or pity for her. His hand slowly tightened, and a fierce look appeared on his face. "Who are you trying to scare? If you have evidence to prove that I did it, call the police to arrest me." Lyra's face changed in an instant, and she directly slapped Hank's hand away. She looked like she was willing to give up everything, and her eyes were filled with a desolate coldness. A certain line in Hank's heart was suddenly moved, and he withdrew his hand that was originally going to continue exerting force. Although the previous Lyra was cold, she would not have had such an expression. The two of them coldly confronted each other for a long time. Lyra glared at him impatiently. "If you have nothing to say, please open the car door. I am not as idle as you."

With a cold face, Hank waved his hand. The driver opened the car lock. Lyra immediately pushed the door open and got out of the car. She entered the corridor without looking back. She also went upstairs to open the door as fast as she could. Then, she quietly walked to the window and looked downstairs. Fortunately, Hank had already left.

Her body lightened and she slid down the wall and sat on the ground.

Her fingers clenched into fists as she recalled what had just happened over and over again. Then, she suddenly slapped her thigh. "That's right, Lyra. The next time you meet, you still have to beat him up like this! At worst, we will have a life and death

struggle." Her most sharp weapon was her pennilessness.

She opened the refrigerator and gulped down a large mouthful of iced Coke. Then, she hummed and entered the bathroom. A few minutes later, she threw the bad luck of having seen Hank to the back of her mind. A week later.

MON Group held'a jewelry design competition. All the interns and designers of the

company were qualified to participate.

Early in the morning, Lyra came to the company with her notebook in her arms. When she arrived, she found that each of them had a notebook and sat together in groups of three or five. She had clearly come so early but she couldn't even replace a seat.

It was still Liu Yuanyuan who had cleverly helped her occupy a seat. "Lyra, over here!" Lyra quickly rushed over and began to gather information about the surroundings. However, she found nothing. "We came here at five in the morning, but until now, we don't know what the competition is about."

"We only know the preliminary round will have results today." Liu Yuanyuan looked at the people in the hall and sighed in frustration. There were at least a few hundred designers here, and after today, there would only be twenty who could enter the finals.

It was simply a competition of death.

However, MON was the top company in the industry. No matter how cruel it was, there would always be people who would do anything for such a quota. "I heard from the grapevine that today's judges consist of several chief designers and a special reviewer who seems to be the boss of the investment company."

Lyra listened to their discussion and directly took out her Bluetooth earphone and stuffed it into her ear.

"Participants, please begin to enter." Anna held the name list and called out the names one by one. When she called Lyra, her tone clearly changed.

Moreover, her attitude towards Lyra was much better than usual. "There are steps up ahead. Pay attention to your feet." She reminded her intimately. Lyra did not react for a moment and thought that she must have been fed the wrong medicine.

"Number ninety-eight."

Lyra sat down with her bag and two more people came in after her. There were a total of 100 people.

She took a deep breath and looked at the dark backs of the heads in front. Her heart was beating like a drum, and the tension of the previous exams came to her again.

Since it was a competition, there should be one or two judges. Susan had already been discharged yesterday. If she was in charge of the group, Lyra's nervousness would be greatly reduced.

She prayed silently in her heart.

She really needed this opportunity!

Creak.

The door opened from the outside. A slender and sexy figure walked in. Susan coughed and waved at the designers. "Good morning."

YES!

Lyra clenched her fists and became a little excited.

It seemed that the heavens still cared for her, but the next second, she felt that the god of death was standing behind her with a sickle. Because the person who came with Susan was the special judge. It was none other than her damned ex-husband, Hank.