Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 168

Chapter 168 Who?

"I told you long ago that Hank is especially tolerant of his ex-wife," Terry said with an angry expression. "Can you find someone to ruin Lyra's face?" Alma asked, raising her eyebrows. "Isn't it a pity to ruin such a beautiful face?" he asked.

"Don't tell me you like Lyra?" Alma widened her eyes and slapped away Terry's hand that was running amuck around her waist.

"Don't think too much about it. I only like you."

Alma's expression became slightly better.

However, the next second, Terry grabbed her chin. "But if you want to marry Hank, will you still listen to me in the future?" His eyes were instantly covered with a layer of hatred, which made Alma's jaw ache. She frowned in pain and patted the man's hand hard. "Of course." The relationship between her and Terry could not be cut off. Not to mention how many private photos this man had in his hands, even the child in her belly was Terry's.

"As long as you accompany me on a business trip, I am confident that I can make Lyra disappear from Hank's sight." "Really?"

"Then hurry up and do it. The news I spread won't last long." The Cosmos Corporation was currently under Hank's name. The Barnwell group would definitely come forward to suppress the news. Once public opinion was out of control, it would be very difficult for the Barnwell group to do so.

"Okay, then give me a kiss." Terry hugged the person in his arms. "Bad boy..."

Her red lips moved closer.

After Lyra rushed to the training ground, Nore had not arrived yet.

She had just driven two laps in the car and found that something was wrong.

"Sonny, is the car the same as usual?" Lyra called Sonny aside and asked alone, "Who checked the car today?" "Xiaoyu checked it. What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Sonny asked as he made the data record. Lyra glanced at the figure leaning against the door in the distance and smiled as usual. "Nothing. I just wanted to ask. When the time comes, we have to confirm the inspection personnel." "Don't worry, I'll watch it myself." Lyra nodded. In order to verify her thoughts, she turned back to the training ground and drove two more laps. "Not bad, not bad, the speed is even faster!" Sonny looked at the data board and was very happy. But at this time, Lyra was sitting in the driver's seat. Her hands were trembling and her forehead was covered with sweat. The car had gone out of control again just now! If she hadn't adjusted her direction at the last minute, she would have crashed into the fence in front of her. She took a deep breath. In order to prevent the people from noticing, she put on her helmet and entered the female locker room. "Sonny, is Lyra alright? Why is she wearing a helmet all the time?" "She is a girl after all. Her hair must be messy and she doesn't want us to see. All of you go and do your own things, don't bother." Sonny waved his hand and drove away the stinky boys in the team.

Then, he received a message from Lyra.

After reading the content, Sonny was shocked. He was so angry that he grabbed his phone and walked out quickly. Lyra slid down the locker room cabinet and took off her gloves. Her left wrist had been sprained and it was so painful that she could not move. Her forehead was covered in fine sweat. She breathed quickly and quickly, wrapping her wrist with a towel on one side, hoping to relieve it temporarily. There was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Lyra frowned. She was almost sure that the person who checked the car today must have been bribed.

She almost fell into their trap. She had already sent a message to Sonny to be careful. Then, she took out her phone and called Nore. However, he had been on the phone and she could not get through. Lyra looked at the figure passing by the door and her heart skipped a beat. Had she revealed a flaw and been detected by the other party? Thinking of this, Lyra looked around the locker room and took a bag of laundry detergent from the corner.

At the critical moment, it was better than nothing.

She just stared at the door quietly until the other party could not hold back and pushed the door open to walk in. Whoosh.

All the laundry detergent in her hand was splashed out.

The white particles fell on the man's branded suit, and his sharp eyes stared straight at Lyra's face.

"Why is it you?”

Lyra was stunned for a long time, unable to react.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, Hank coldly flicked off the laundry detergent on her body, "The car is outside, let's go."

"I'm not leaving," Lyra said with a frown.

The matter had yet to be investigated, so why was she leaving? Or was he trying to protect the criminal again this time? Her vigilant gaze made the man frown. "Don't wait. Nore won't come today." "How do you know?" Lyra was still on guard. The man walked forward with a cold face and directly pulled her out from the wardrobe of the locker room. "I just know," he said.

Today was the opening ceremony of the CBN Business Conference. Hanming had already spread the news that he would bring his son to participate in it. It could also be considered as bringing Nore to meet his partner and bring him into this circle. Now that the father and son were definitely busy attending social activities, how could Nore care about her?

Hank had always been alone. After he received the news this morning, he left the table on the spot, and no one dared to say no. His cold eyes turned cold, and he grabbed her arm. "What's wrong with your hand?" "It's none of your business." Lyra felt awkward and wanted to pull her hand back. But the man was one step faster than her. Not only did he pull her hand over, the distance between them also shortened a lot. At this time, Lyra turned her head away with a cold face. Otherwise, she might have touched his lower jaw the moment she looked up. Hank removed the towel very slowly, afraid of hurting her and confirming if her bones

were hurt. Lyra frowned in pain, but suddenly realized something. Hank never seemed to have the smell of women's perfume on him. The strong smell that Alma often sprayed on had never been on him. Although Alma was pregnant, they were not intimate with each other...

The next second, she immediately threw away the thoughts in her mind. What did it have to do with her? "Go to the hospital." As he said this, he took off his coat and put it on Lyra's head, covering her face. Lyra pushed him awkwardly.

"There is no washing powder on my clothes." As he said this, he held her shoulder and walked out Lyra muttered something, but Hank did not hear it clearly. After a detailed examination in the hospital, Lyra's wrist was wrapped tightly with a piece of board. "It may hurt a little tonight. Remember not to carry a heavy object for the next two days."

Lyra nodded and got up to go out. On the other side, Hank received a call from Keith. "Mr. Barnwell, Miss Jones's blood test report is out. She is not pregnant." The man stopped and stared at the slender figure in front of him. His tone was a little disappointed. "Alright." He realized his thoughts and clenched his fists.