Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Blamed on Her

As soon as Wendy finished speaking, Terry fiercely turned the steering wheel, and the car came to a sudden stop at the side of the road.

Wendy's eyes widened, and she was so scared that she did not dare to make a sound. "I called you Aunt Wendy on account of you being President Kensley's wife, but you tried to stir up conflict between me and Mr. Barnwell?" Terry sneered.

"... I didn't." Wendy anxiously wanted to explain. However, Terry had already turned his head away. "Please get out of the car." Wendy had no choice but to get off. As soon as the door closed, Terry stepped on the accelerator and drove off. "How unlucky." Wendy cursed in her heart. Of course, this was also Lyra's fault. In the car that had left, Terry took out his phone and dialed a number. "Check the information of Nore's team and....

Pursue Lyra?

Terry raised his eyebrows slightly.

Not long after Lyra left, she was found and brought back by Hank's bodyguards. The people of Lemour had already left, and Alma was nowhere to be seen. "You want to run away after causing trouble for me?" The man leaned back on the sofa, his eyes dark and cold, faintly flickering with flames of anger. Lyra immediately shook her head and denied, "I didn't. I cooperated. Look at my last movements." The next second, Hank waved his hand.

"Just speak. I can hear you." Lyra frowned. "Come, here."

"What I said is the truth. It's the same no matter how many times you ask." Lyra had no choice but to move her feet.

She had always been stubborn.

And she wouldn't shed tears until she was really in trouble.

Hank stared at her and said slowly, "From now on to when the commercial is finished, you must stay here and come whenever I want you to come. Otherwise, the liquidated damages of 50 million will be recorded on your head."

"What?"

"What does it have to do with me? And I..." Lyra was stunned.

But Hank did not listen to her at all and left.

Soon, Ms. Zhang came to work. She looked at Lyra in the living room and shook her head helplessly. She turned around and locked the door. Then she put the key into her pocket "Sorry, Miss Jones. This is Mr. Barnwell's order."

"Ms. Zhang, I want to eat lobsters tonight. Ten of them." Lyra gritted her teeth. Ms. Zhang looked at her blankly for a moment, then quickly nodded. "Okay, no problem." Hank had instructed her to follow Lyra's orders. In fact, Ms. Zhang also could not figure out why he would use this method since he clearly wanted to keep her by his side. The dishes on the table that night were very good. Just as Lyra was about to eat, she felt her stomach turn upside down. She ran to the bathroom and vomited all over the place. She rubbed her stomach in confusion. With the delicacies of the mountains and seas in front of her, how could she feel nauseous? "What's wrong, Miss Jones?" Sister Zhang immediately brought a cup of hot water over. Seeing that Lyra's face was pale, she helped her sit down. "I don't know either. I just suddenly lost my appetite and wanted to vomit." Lyra smelled the fragrance of the food and shook his head weakly. "Vomit?" Sister Zhang was stunned for a long time. "I'm going to sleep first. I don't want to eat anymore." Lyra walked up the stairs with a bored expression. Sister Zhang saw her figure disappear and immediately sent a message to Hank. On the other side, the man was sitting in a card seat in the bar, listening to Jasper's nagging about business. He looked up at the content on the phone and frowned. Jasper leaned over and saw the words on the screen clearly. "Don't tell me she's pregnant?" Hank was instantly stunned. "She doesn't have an appetite, feels like vomiting. Fine during the day, but uncomfortable at night. It's like the symptoms of pregnancy." Hank tightened his qrip on his phone. "Could it be that she's playing some tricks again?" he asked himself. In order to escape from him, he believed that Lyra would do anything. He had only threatened her with fifty million, and she had put on an act for him to

see?

Jasper propped one hand on the table and was a little drunk. He muttered, "What if, it's true?"

"Forget it, let's drink first." He shook his head.

However, Hank was nowhere to be seen. When Hank rushed back to the villa, Lyra was already asleep. The man looked at the luxurious dinner on the table and frowned even more. It was indeed not Lyra's character to not eat all these things. He now believed that she was really uncomfortable. He took off his coat and went upstairs quietly. He tried to open the door of the bedroom and found that it was locked from the inside. Hank pressed the space between his eyebrows. She was so on guard. Thinking of Jasper's words, he immediately turned and entered the study. The next morning, Lyra woke up and was surrounded by two family doctors. She looked at them warily. "What happened?" But a doctor of Chinese medicine and a doctor of Western medicine directly pressed her down and began to examine her. "Miss Jones, you were not feeling well last night. After Mr. found out, he asked us to come over and take a look at you." ." "... I just don't have an appetite. It can't be. I don't have any infectious diseases. He doesn't need to make such a fuss!" Lyra shook her hand and struggled to run out. "Don't touch me!" With her bare feet, she looked up and bumped into the man's deep eyes. "Go and check." He grabbed her hand and exerted some strength. "I don't want to. Why do you care about me? If you're afraid that I'll be infected by some infectious disease, then immediately let me go. I can't even eat a meal with you here." "Is that so?" Hank's thin lips curled up slightly. He remembered very clearly that a few days ago, Lyra's appetite was not just average. As he stared at her, Lyra started to panic. Just as she was about to retort, her phone rang.

The moment she picked it up, she stared at the man's face. "Hank, you went back on your word!" "What?" "You're still pretending, aren't you? You promised to change the decision of the racing association, but they still sentenced Black Horse to a half year ban on the race!" Lyra gritted her teeth with hatred. Sure enough, she couldn't believe this man's words.

Liar! She stepped hard on Hank, put on her coat, and ran out quickly. "Sir, do you want to give chase?" The bodyguard stepped forward and asked. The man made a gesture and they immediately retreated to the side. After making a call, Hank also drove to the racing association. He had said that before, just to let Lyra hear it. He did not deliberately interfere with the judgment of the racing association. Ten minutes later, Lyra arrived at the Racing Association. The people from Black Horse had also arrived, including Nore, who was arguing with President He.

"According to the results of the previous investigation, although this matter has nothing to do with Black Horse, it has caused a very bad impact. I must do this to ensure the fairness of the racing circle." President He said with a smile, holding a high-end cigar in his hand. "What did we do? Nore and Lyra almost died on the track. If someone really died, can you still sit here so easily?"