Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 71

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Lyra’s evaluation was reasonable, and her eyes were not blinded by hatred. She also affirmed the

Barnwell group’s mature operation method.

“So. I think that the Barnwell group is still the best choice among the many cooperation candidates.

What do you think?” Lyra asked.

“What Miss Jones said is exactly what I thought. I just deliberately kept you in suspense. I didn’t expect

you to give me such a big surprise.” Mr. Opple couldn’t help but praise.

“Then I wish you a pleasant cooperation in advance.” Lyra raised her champagne glass.

Mr. Opple also raised his glass at the same time, but after touching it, he did not drink it directly. “Miss

Jones, can I ask you a question?” “Please go ahead.”

“Why do you want to help him?”

He was referring to Hank.

Lyra’s eyes darkened as she pushed the champagne glass to the side. “He was my husband. If he falls

because of this, I will look down on him.” Moreover, the Barnwell group would fall sooner or later, but it

could only fall into her hands.

She wanted to see the high and mighty Hank lose. It was just a cooperative relationship. What she

wanted to tell Hank was that she, Lyra, could play the Barnwell group’s future in her hands. Mr. Opple

did not understand the meaning. The man behind the curtain heard it clearly. Lyra’s hatred for him had

increased, but the current Lyra would not be so reckless as to throw herself into a flame like a moth.

She was just waiting for a chance to defeat him in one blow.

Hank rubbed the silver watch on his wrist, and his face was full of coldness.

A few minutes later, Lyra excused herself.

Hank took the opportunity and took the initiative to show up. The two of them had an extremely tacit

understanding of each other. After a few chats, Hank cut to the chase and gave Mr. Opple a minimum

price that he could not refuse.

“You clearly heard the conversation between me and Miss Jones just now. Why are you still giving me

such a low price?” Mr. Opple smiled deeply. “Of course, I don’t want to lose such a good partner like

your company. Happy cooperation.”

He raised his glass. The crisp clinking sound reminded him of the night of a business meeting.

Lyra called a few times, but he did not pick up.

At that time, they were not married. The friends around him all envied him for having such a fiancee

who cared about him, but only he knew in his heart that Lyra wanted him to attend Drake’s birthday

banquet.

How could he go?

From beginning to end, he was using Lyra. There would be no extra feelings between them, absolutely

not

The banquet was still going on. In another fifteen minutes, there would be a catwalk performance on

the central runway

Lyra looked at the time on her watch, thinking that she should find an opportunity to slip away

Unexpectedly, someone bumped into her. “Lyra, stop right there.” Alma lifted her skirt, her eyes filled

with hatred. Lyra turned to look at her and asked in amusement, “What’s the matter?” “Why did you

seduce Hank again? He already has a fiancee. You are really shameless.” Her voice was not loud, and

the people around looked over. One of them was dressed gorgeously and started to curse. The other

one had an indifferent expression and an outstanding temperament.

When they heard this, everyone looked at Lyra with more disdain.

Some of MON’s employees saw this scene from afar and even specially took a photo and sent it to the

small group of employees. “Sister Anna, Lyra is fighting with someone again.”

Anna, who was helping Zhang Min choose the ring, saw this message and sent a voice message in

anger. “Can’t you watch Lyra? Tell her that if she causes trouble again, she should get out of the

company immediately!” Zhang Min looked up at the makeup mirror and pretended to ask her assistant,

“Who matched this set of jewelry?” “It’s MON’s Lyra. She seems to be a newcomer. Sister Min, if you

are not satisfied, you still have time to change,” the assistant said. “No need, I like it very much. I will

need her for the next show,” Zhang Min said with a smile.

She casually picked a golden ring and walked backstage. Hearing the meaning of this, Anna wiped the

cold sweat on her forehead and gritted her teeth, “This Lyra…” She put down the things at hand and

immediately rushed over. If Lyra and Alma had a head-on conflict, the Barnwell group was behind

Alma!

But Anna rushed over and saw many people gathered together.

She squeezed in with great difficulty and saw Alma standing there crying. Lyra had already

disappeared. “What’s going on? Lyra hit her?” Anna grabbed Liu Yuanyuan.

Liu Yuanyuan shook her head.

“Then why is Alma crying?” Anna frowned. In this line of work, they had more or less dealt with artists

and celebrities. With Alma’s appearance, she was destined to be unable to make a name for herself.

Everyone gave her face and called her Sister Alma because they saw that there was the Barnwell

group behind her.

If there was no Hank, even if Alma cried to death here, no one would pay attention to

her.

Liu Yuanyuan opened her mouth and slowly said, “She cried because of Lyra. Lyra’s quarrel was too

fierce.”

“What?”

“Where is Lyra?” Anna was speechless. “She was taken away by Nore and went to the back.” Liu

Yuanyuan’s mind was still surrounded by the scene of Lyra cursing just now. She felt she had learned a

lot from Lyra.

Alma cried more and more without tears, leaving only a pair of eyes with thick makeup, blinking non-

stop. She wanted to cry until Hank came to find her, but after crying for a long time, Hank still did not

come over, with only more and more people gathering around. “Alma, let’s go first.” Elisa couldn’t stand

it anymore and whispered into Alma’s ear, “Your makeup is all over now. It won’t be good if you get

photographed by the reporters.”

The company still had to spend money to change the hot search for her. No, with Alma’s position, even

her ugly photos were not qualified to enter the hot search. “Where is Hank?” Alma gnashed her teeth.

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“I don’t know. I didn’t see Mr. Barnwell just now. Let’s go first.” Elisa forcefully pulled Alma up.

Alma wiped her tears and had no choice but to follow her.

In the distance, Hank’s figure appeared next to the fence on the second floor. He had just ended his

conversation with Mr. Opple when he saw Lyra’s talks reducing Alma to nothing.

Behind him, Keith asked in a low voice, “Mr. Barnwell, the contract has been finalized. When do you

want to book the plane ticket?”