Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Threat

"What are you laughing at?" Alma looked at the smile on her face and bit the corner of her lips. "Nothing. I thought it was because you had a guilty conscience and did something wrong to Hank. That's why you couldn't get the wedding going." "You are talking nonsense."

Alma immediately retorted, but her voice was clearly much weaker than before. Moreover, she inadvertently glanced behind her. It was clearly a look of guilt.

Lyra narrowed her eyes and became even more certain of what she was thinking. Alma had someone outside.

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Hank to be so unlucky. "Anyway, I'm going to sleep in this room tonight. Get out of here." Alma pulled Lyra out forcefully. She had seen it. The guest room downstairs was a single bed. Only when Lyra lived there could she be at ease.

Lyra did not speak for a long time. Alma was anxious. "Hurry up and go out." "Why don't you come in and let us sleep together?" Lyra shook her head. The more Alma wanted it, the more she did not want to give it to her. "Alright, I'll sleep here!" Alma rolled her eyes and directly carried the quilt in the guest

room.

Since she couldn't chase Lyra away, she could still keep an eye on her in the same room so that she wouldn't seduce Hank in the night.

Lyra chuckled and reminded her kindly. "Don't forget that I have a grudge against Hank." Alma started touching her stomach. "If you dare to touch me, Hank won't let you live." "Is that so? Why do I feel like the two of you are not so close?" As Lyra spoke, she lay down on the other side of the bed. She broke through Alma's defense with a single sentence.

Lyra took out her phone and sent a message to Nore, "Is the operation going well?! have something to do outside, and I will go to see you when it is over."

But for some reason, the message could not be sent out.

Lyra frowned, took the phone and walked out. "Where are you going?" Alma grabbed her. Lyra rolled her eyes. She shook her hand and broke free from Alma. She went to the corridor, but for some reason, the signal had always been poor. She suddenly remembered that she had been at He Xiao's house. She had installed a signal jammer there. Could it be that Hank had used that kind of method to make her stay here? She looked around and went straight to the study room. Even if there was no signal anywhere else, it was impossible for his study to not have any.

She knocked on the door a few times, but there was no one.

She looked at her phone, and it seemed that there was a signal. She immediately pushed the door open and entered.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, footsteps came from outside the door. Lyra was standing next to the curtain and was blocked by green plants. Hank pushed open the door of the study and his phone rang. He picked it up. Lyra stood awkwardly in his blind spot and listened to the man's conversation. Lyra slowly retreated. "Last time, Terry got the wrong goods. This time, he insists on working with the Lubi family? It's normal for Director Lee and the others to support him. The previous board of directors worked well with them." The Barnwell group? Lyra raised her eyebrows. She didn't mean to eavesdrop. It was just a coincidence. Then she couldn't be blamed. If she went out now, she would be regarded as a thief who was eavesdropping. How could she explain herself? So, she hid deeper. "I said that I will not cooperate with Lubi Group anymore." "No matter how many goods they have, I don't want them." Lyra frowned. No wonder Hanming was so worried a few days ago. It turned out that it was because he had lost his powerful partner, the Barnwell group. However, she felt that although Hank was cold blooded, he would not be sloppy when it came to business. Otherwise, the Barnwell group would not have developed so quickly. Businessmen were cold-blooded and ruthless. They couldn't be careless. This was what she learned from Hank.

The glass window reflected the man's thin profile. He picked up the warm coffee on the table and took a sip.

His gaze naturally glanced at the other side of the curtain, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a small arc that disappeared in a flash.

"Also, Nore's team can't participate in the domestic race for three years."

On the other side of the line, Keith was stunned. "Mr. Barnwell?"

He didn't know about this before. Besides, weren't they talking about the company's goods?

"No matter what the racing association decides, they have to do as I say. Otherwise, the Barnwell group will never invest in any competitions again." He hung up the phone.

Then, he looked away from the curtain, put down his coffee cup, and pretended to be working. "Hank, you are too much. It's fine if you don't cooperate with the Lubi Group, but you also cut off Nore's racing opportunity. How did he offend you? Why do you do this?" Lyra couldn't help but run out from behind the green plant. "If you don't like me, come at me and don't touch Nore." She only had a few friends, and she really could not bear to implicate them. But these words, in Hank's ears, had other meanings. He originally just wanted to set up a small trap for Lyra to stay for a few more days, but seeing her speaking up for Nore, he changed his mind. Because he was really angry. Since she cared so much about Nore... "I just don't like him and want to target him and the Lubi Group, you got a problem?" Hank looked up and smiled. There were some things that Lyra could not understand in his eyes. At that moment, his contempt stung Lyra. She had nothing to refute. He definitely had the ability to do these things. Not to mention Nore being banned for three years, he could make him forever banned and his team disappear for good. Lyra regretted her rashness. Even if she quarreled with him here, what was the use? It would only anger him even more. She instantly quieted down and did not say a word.

Hank raised his eyebrows slightly. This was not what he had expected. Every time Lyra gave him a reaction, he was pleasantly surprised. His gaze unconsciously fell on her rosy lips.

That kiss just now still made him reminisce.

"If you promise me a few conditions, maybe I will consider letting him go." Hank said quietly, throwing down the bait bit by bit. Moreover, he was sure that Lyra would bite the bait. This woman almost lost her life in the operating room in order to give Nore blood transfusion. She could do anything. "What?" Lyra slowly opened her mouth, her eyes full of vigilance. Hank took out his mobile phone and threw it in front of her. "Use my mobile phone to call Nore."

Lyra frowned.

"Tell him that you won't meet him in the near future because you have to prepare to enter the Barnwell group.”

Lyra did not react. Hank stood up, his tall figure blocking the light in front of her. A black shadow enveloped her, getting closer and closer. His voice was also so low and hoarse, "You don't dare? Or is it okay for Nore to be banned for three years? Three years, how many three years does a sportsman have?" Hank's eyes were cold and gloomy. Has he gone completely mad?