Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 272

Chapter 272 She Could Not Get Out of This Door

His voice was cold and steady, drilling into Lyra's ears. She lowered her head even more. Before coming, Jimmy had told her that this was a VIP membership system. If she was found out that she had come in place of Zhang Min, she would probably be chased out on the spot.

She opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain. The manager heard the news and came over. He nervously smiled at Hank. I'm sorry, Mr. Barnwell. We didn't treat you well, Is there anything I can do for you two?"

Then, Lyra felt a familiar gaze on her. In a moment of desperation, she made up her mind and said in a low voice, "Mr. Barnwell, thank you." Hank was slightly hesitant.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two of them, the manager did not dare to disturb them and immediately left with his men.

Lyra breathed a sigh of relief. She had never spoken to Hank in that tone. At this time, the people around her had dispersed. She slowly raised her head. Her beautiful eyes were vaguely covered by a black veil, and her eyes were particularly charming. For a moment, there was some emotion in the bottom of Hank's eyes that she could not understand. "I came for someone else. Please, do not expose me."

Since she had promised Zhang Min that she would help her bid for the necklace, Lyra did not want to break her promise. Looking at her like this, Hank looked down. Although this skirt was not very revealing, this kind of vague beauty could actually tug at the heartstrings of men. In addition, Lyra's figure was indeed stunning. In the past, she had never worn such clothes. Sensing his gaze, Lyra frowned and subconsciously took half a step back. But just then, a waiter came over with wine.

"Make way."

Hank pulled her waist with force.

"Follow me up," he said, wrapping her in his arms.

"I won't..."

Just as she was about to struggle, the man's cold and threatening voice sounded by

her ear, "Do you want me to tell them that you're a replacement?" Lyra bit the corner of her lips and had no choice but to listen obediently. When the people sitting next to her saw this scene, they all gathered together. "Who is the woman who was with Mr. Barnwell? She has such a good figure. It's just that she's wearing a hat and I can't see her face."

"I think it's that Zhang Min who became the third party. Did she hook up with Hank this time?"

"Alma is about to give birth. Tsk tsk, it's not easy to be the wife of a rich and powerful family."

The seats of the auction were divided into the inner court and the outer court. According to the rules, the guests in the inner court had the advantage. Lyra was brought into Hank's private room. He loosened his hand and Lyra was thrown onto the sofa. Her delicate neck looked even more attractive under the light However, when she went upstairs just now, she accidentally broke her stockings. Lyra looked down and then a suit with a man's perfume covered her. "I don't need it." Lyra frowned and pushed the suit away in disgust. "Up to you."

Hank turned his head to the side and quietly turned on the cold air conditioner. After a while, Lyra sneezed coldly and could only grit her teeth and put on the coat. After the man caught a glimpse of it, the corners of his mouth curved into a faint smile.

"Dear guests, our auction tonight has officially begun!" Through the glass, Lyra could see the situation below, but one could not see the situation in the private room from below. She had her back to Hank, her hands on the sofa, and her exquisite waistline was extremely beautiful.

Hank could not focus at all. He furrowed his eyebrows and took a big sip of ice coffee. Was this how she had got on the ship? Who dressed her up like this? Lyra had just taken a few glances at the situation on the auction platform when she felt a cold and angry gaze. She frowned and turned her head, meeting the gaze of the man behind her without surprise. "It seems that Mr. Barnwell is not in a good mood. Then I should go out."

Lyra pulled down her hat and got up to sneak out.

But just as she was about to return the suit to him, Hank reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"

"This is a VIP lounge. I can't enter it. Moreover, I don't want to have a scandal with a married man."

Lyra said and continued to walk out. She thought that the proud Hank would definitely not stop her. Unexpectedly, the anger on his body suddenly spread even more, "Do you think it is interesting to have a scandal with someone like Jing?" "That is my business, you have no right to interfere!" Lyra's tone was also heavy. The man's cold eyes were suffused with a cold light. Staring at Lyra's face, the strength in his hands suddenly increased and he pinned her to the leather sofa. "You won't be able to leave this door today."

Lyra was forced to lie on the sofa and raise her neck to look at him. Her perfect jawline was fair and beautiful, and every frown she made caused people to fall into a reverie. Her wrist was pinched painfully, but she could only forcefully endure it. "Hank, do you want me, your ex-wife, to remind you that your fiancée is waiting for delivery in the hospital? I thought that at least in this aspect, you would be a little different from other men. Now it seems that you are really a bastard."

Her words made Hank's thoughts particularly clear at that moment. His lowered gaze became colder and colder. "Lyra, from beginning to end, the only woman I care about is you. Even if it is hate, there is only you." These words sounded ambiguous, but he said it through gritted teeth. The next second, his lips fiercely covered her red lips, and the storm became heavier... Lyra only felt that her lips were about to be torn apart. "You!" She struggled with all her might, but she was so frightened by his eyes that she did not dare to move again.

It was not until he finished venting that he took another bite at her exposed collarbone, leaving a very glaring mark. Lyra's chest heaved up and down. As the man got up, her body could not help but tremble. On such a high-end cruise ship, there should be surveillance cameras. How many people would see the scene of her being insulted by him just now?

This dress of hers just happened to reveal the part of her collarbone. How was she going to go out and meet people after being ruined by him like this? Her fingers slowly tightened, drawing a bloody mark in her palm. For this man, she was an object that he could vent on. Lyra lowered her head and did not move for a long time. Hank looked at her with a frown, and the dry anger gradually turned into a little guilt. He walked over and was about to reach out his hand when there was a knock on the door. "Mr. Barnwell, the coffee you wanted," Keith said in a reasonable voice. "Bring it in." As the man spoke, he hooked his arm and draped the suit over Lyra. Keith pushed the door open, and a waiter came in with coffee and tea. Lyra kept her head down the whole time. They did not dare to look at who was sitting inside. They put down the coffee and went out. But when the door closed again, Lyra sneered. "Hank, do you dare to do it or not? Are you afraid that people will see your romantic affairs? Bullying me in a place where no one is around, what kind of man are you!"