Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Cooperation Refused

As soon as Terry came in, he noticed Hank standing on the second floor.

When Alma said this to him, he deliberately leaned over, giving people a feeling that the two of them were extremely ambiguous. "You can rest assured when I handle things." The sultry breath drifted straight to Alma's ears. She smiled shyly and walked into the main hall of the banquet. Terry smiled in satisfaction and glanced at the second floor provocatively. However, Hank and Jasper had already left. Terry sneered secretly. "Just wait and see. Your women will all fall into my hands." He walked around the main hall of the banquet and happened to catch a glimpse of Lyra walking towards the bathroom behind him. He put down the champagne glass and chased after her.

In half an hour, Lyra had sent out six business cards, which was beyond her expectations.

She was planning to go out to eat something and leave so that she would not meet Hank again. "Ms. Jones has been really pleased with herself recently." Terry was waiting outside the bathroom with an unrestrained smile on his face.

As soon as she heard his voice, Lyra was on guard.

She turned around and was about to leave. "But what you are doing is useless. With Hank here, the Jones Group will never be able to rise up. Have you forgotten how the Barnwell group suppressed the Jones Group in the past? Even if you give out ten thousand business cards, without the Barnwell group's permission, you won't be able to get one single project." Terry took a few steps forward, his voice full of sinister scheming, "Why not cooperate with me. I can help you take down Hank." "Who said I was going to take him down?"

"I'm warning you. If you slander me again, I'll find a lawyer to sue you." Lyra glanced at him coldly.

Terry had already experienced Lyra's glib tongue.

At this time, he was not surprised. No matter what, he would not let her go.

The corridor here was relatively narrow. He took a few more steps forward, forcing

Lyra to have no way to retreat.

"Get out of the way."

Terry suddenly approached and said in a low voice, "Hank has always had feelings for you. Then the best way for you to retaliate against him is not to struggle for your career, but to find someone he hates the most and be with him."

"Shameless!"

Lyra raised her wrist and slapped Terry on the face. However, the man had already predicted this. He tilted his head and dodged it.

"Lyra, why don't you give it a try?" he said with a deeper smile.

His tone was really disgusting.

"If you come any closer, I will call everyone over." Lyra gritted her teeth and glared at him.

It was this kind of scum that caused the world to be so chaotic.

"Call them over." Terry was completely unconcerned. But before his hand touched Lyra, he was dragged out. Two bodyguards wearing sunglasses dragged him to the side door. At the other end of the corridor stood a figure that she was not very familiar with. "Are you alright?" Xuanze Evans frowned and looked at her with deep eyes. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Evans." Lyra quickly regained her calm. Xuanze looked at her for a while and wanted to ask something, but he swallowed his words back.

"I think the snacks in front are pretty good. Do you want to try them, Mr. Evans?"

In just an instant, she threw the unpleasant matter to the back of her mind. Was she too heartless or too magnanimous?

Obviously, she was neither.

Because he had seen Lyra lock the side door with his own eyes. She had also told the security guard that her bracelet was lost and asked them to help pay attention to whether there were any strange people sneaking in. "That person just now is the Barnwell group's vice president, right?" Xuanze asked.

He rarely took the initiative to care about other people's private affairs, not to mention that he was someone he had just met.

Only then did Lyra realize that Xuanze had just returned to the domestic market and he did not know much about the business circles.

Moreover, he didn't look like the kind of person who would inquire about gossip. "Maybe. I haven't been paying attention to the news about the Barnwell group recently." Lyra said as she ate. She had been preparing to cooperate with the Haorong Group recently. In the entire banquet hall, she was probably the only one who was seriously enjoying delicious food. As she ate, her gaze lingered on the dessert stand next to her. Xuanze coughed lightly and pushed the hot coffee to the front. Lyra choked. She couldn't help but feel that he was a good person. He looked indifferent, but he was actually mature and considerate. She nodded slightly to express her gratitude. She picked up the coffee and took a sip. It tasted just right.

It was sweet but not greasy.

"It tastes good." Lyra raised her cup and wanted to pour another cup, but when she looked around, there was no coffee machine.

She looked at the man beside her suspiciously.

Xuanze handed her the tissue again and took the coffee cup from her hand. "I brought this myself." After Xuanze finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong and quickly said, "My daughter always needs to drink hot water when she goes out, so I often..." "Your daughter is so happy to have a father as considerate as you." Lyra's eyes flickered slightly. "Now I know why you are the center of attention as soon as you enter."

Xuanze was stunned.

He looked at her with a deeper gaze. "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. Goodbye, Mr. Evans." Lyra picked up her skirt and went straight to the door. Xuanze looked at the coffee cup above the table and a smile appeared on his lips. "I didn't expect to meet such an interesting person." "The blooming roses only look beautiful, but they are actually full of thorns. If you get closer, you will get your fingers cut." Hank held a glass of red wine in his hand. The warning in his voice was extremely dangerous. "Mr. Barnwell."

Xuanze glanced in the direction that Lyra had left in and made a bold guess. "Could

she be your ex-wife?" The stern look between Hank's eyebrows became even thicker.

"Yes."

Before Xuanze could open his mouth, he saw Alma chasing after Hank from upstairs with a delicate and coquettish look. She wished she could hang her entire body on Hank's arm. "Hank, I've been looking for you for a long time. Can you accompany me outside for some fresh air? I feel that it's too stuffy inside." Her voice was even more intoxicating than the cream cake on the table. "So people's taste really changes." Xuanze shook his head helplessly. Hank secretly tightened his fingers and stared in the direction of the door. Someone screamed and everyone looked in that direction. "What's going on? Don't you need to watch your steps?" A rich lady in gorgeous clothes shouted at a waiter. Next to the waiter, Lyra's skirt was also soaked with champagne. The surrounding guests all pointed and looked over. "What's going on?"

"It seems that Mrs. Xue's skirt has been sprinkled with red wine by the waiter. It's really unfortunate. The dress looks expensive."

The waiter apologized repeatedly. However, Mrs. Xue was very cunning. She scolded harshly, "What's the use of apologizing? Do you know how expensive this dress is?" Lyra continued to lower her head to wipe her skirt. The waiter was so anxious that he was about to cry, "I'm really sorry!" "It's useless for you to apologize!" Lyra threw away the tissue in her hand. Her good mood had been ruined. "So noisy."