Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Take Care of Yourself

Lyra had already guessed the purpose of Terry's visit. She had nothing to be afraid of. The only thing she was worried about was that Hank could not come back as promised.

At this time, Terry's face was already gloomy. He played with the several contract books in his hand and smiled with contempt. "Before I came, I really didn't expect that the relationship between Ms. Jones and Mr. Barnwell would be so firm. Even if you have to take the risk of being sued, you have to wait for Mr. Barnwell. After Lyra was constantly pressured by him, she kept asking herself whether it was worth it to do this!

If she were to lower her head to Terry now... "Also, you already know about the matter between me and Alma?" He narrowed his eyes and said coldly without waiting for Lyra to reply, "Then I'm sorry. I absolutely can not allow you to continue working with the Barnwell group." With the entanglement of benefits, his eyes revealed endless coldness. The hand under Lyra's sleeve slowly clenched into a fist. "Since we've already talked so far, I'm not afraid to tell you. I have a lot of evidence that can make you and Alma be spurned and turned into ashes. I don't care about anything by myself. But if President Xiao's current status and reputation are ruined, it would be a pity." Lyra turned around, her eyes full of stubbornness. "You are ruthless. Then you should take care of yourself." Terry's face darkened. He got up quickly slammed the door, and left. Lyra suddenly lost her breath and collapsed on the chair. It could be seen that a villain like Terry would retaliate against her sooner or later. Lyra was thinking about how to protect herself. Her phone suddenly rang. She thought it was Hank calling, but when she looked at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number. Lyra hesitated for a moment and pressed the answer button. "Hello?" "Miss Lyra, is it? I am Jimmy. I have a design draft for a set of catwalk ornaments. I wonder if you are willing to join my team. Of course, the commission will be based on the market price." "Of course I'm willing, but.. I still have something on hand, so I can't leave." Lyra looked troubled.

"It doesn't matter. I'll send the design draft to your email. We can talk over the phone." Soon, Lyra received the design draft sent by Jimmy. Coincidentally, when she saw the design, she felt that it was very familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen it before.

After asking Jimmy, she found out that this was a sketch of the buyer. Based on the confidentiality of the customer's information, he could not tell her too much. Lyra could understand this.

But she always felt that she had seen this design draft before, and it was even possible that she had seen the finished product. But she could not remember.

"It's all my fault. I dragged you down and you have to take care of me." Sister Zhang felt sorry. Lyra raised her head and smiled. "Sister Zhang, it is because I am accompanying you in the hospital that I am able to get such a good opportunity. It is you who has brought me good luck." Lyra smiled calmly, without any hint of insincerity.

Sister Zhang looked at her and sighed silently. She even coughed a few times.

"I'll get you some hot water." Lyra immediately went over to help her pat her back and breathe.

She took the thermos cup and walked out. Sister Zhang sat on the hospital bed, her face becoming more and more skinny. She said to herself, "How good it would be if that hadn't happened."

The next morning, Lyra helped Sister Zhang with the discharge procedures.

Hank sent a driver to pick them up, but he never appeared.

"When will Mr. Barnwell come back?" Lyra helped Sister Zhang get out of the car and could not help but ask.

The driver was stunned. "Mr. Barnwell has already come back. He went to the Kensley family just now."

When Lyra heard the two words "Kensley family", the brilliance between her eyebrows sank.

It turned out that she had too many expectations. Perhaps when Hank came back, he would be impatient to cancel the contract with her.

In any case, all of this was just a game that he had played on impulse. Lyra took a deep breath and stepped up the stairs.

Until the night, Hank did not return. After Sister Zhang rested, Lyra sat alone in the living room. She only looked up when the car lights in the yard lit up. The man was cold and walked slowly into the villa. When she opened the door, Lyra smelled a faint smell of alcohol. As soon as he came back from his business trip, he couldn't wait to go to the Kensley family and drink until now?

Lyra's eyes darkened. She gave up the idea of talking to him and turned to go to the room.

However, when she stepped onto the stairs, she heard a sound behind her.

She looked back again and was pulled into someone's embrace. He had just returned from outside and his body was very cold. For a moment, it was as if a cold wind had drilled into Lyra's body. "Let go!" She struggled and looked up, only to see that he was looking at her. However, his hands refused to let go. "You hurt me. Let go."

Lyra struggled regardless of the pain. Hank seemed to sigh and slowly let go of her hand. "Terry looked for you?" Did he know? "Yes, he wanted to force me to cancel the contract, but I didn't agree." The more Lyra spoke, the softer her voice became. A thought suddenly emerged in her heart. If Hank had been convinced by the Kensley family and decided to give up the Jones Group, what would she do? She had no confidence at all.

At least Terry was right. The Jones Group had been destroyed by Hank. If the Jones Group made a comeback, where would Hank put his face?

Lyra lowered her head and felt that she had been deceived by Hank again.

"If you want to cancel the contract, I have nothing to say." She pushed the man in front of her away and turned to go upstairs. Closing the door, Lyra made up her mind to say goodbye to Sister Zhang tomorrow and leave this cold prison! The lights in the corridor were on the whole night. Early morning. Lyra opened the door and saw a mess. The documents, books, and clothes were all thrown on the ground.

The strange thing was that she did not hear any strange sounds last night.

"Hank?" Lyra called out tentatively, but no one responded. When she went to Sister Zhang's room, Sister Zhang was also confused. "Mr. Barnwell is back?" "He seems to be..."

Before Lyra could finish her words, she saw Hank come back from the outside, dressed in casual clothes, as if he had gone out for a walk after a hangover.

He was carrying breakfast in his hand, three servings. "Let's eat."

Hank glanced at Lyra's shocked face and entered the kitchen. Lyra frowned and helped Sister Zhang up. "You don't have to worry about that. I'll go and clean it up later." "It's fine, I'll clean it up." As Lyra spoke, she was even more confused. Could it be that there was a thief yesterday? After breakfast, Hank watched as Lyra cleaned up the mess in the corridor. Her figure was reflected in his eyes, and the thing he was considering in his mind became

clearer and clearer. "Lyra, come here." "What is it?" Lyra was busy and reluctantly stopped. She turned around and saw that Hank was looking at her. There were too many emotions hidden in his eyes, and she could not understand. "Are you going to cancel the contract or not?" Lyra was a little anxious. She didn't want to be hung up by him like this! "Who said that I want to cancel the contract?" The man said coldly with a firm attitude.