Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 45

Chapter 45 It Was Just a Coincidence After Lyra received Hank’s call, she could no longer fall asleep.

When she wanted to look at the news again, she found that the topic had already been removed. Lyra

clicked open the photo of Alma sitting on the toilet bowl, zoomed in, and muttered, “I should splash

more water on her head.” She regretted it… For not doing it well. Lyra simply packed up and went out

to find a job. She went to several design companies in a row, and even applying for an internship was

rejected. “Sorry, Miss Jones, our company is no longer recruiting.” “Miss Jones, your resume is very

nice, but it is not the same as our company’s philosophy. Please try somewhere else.” To put it bluntly,

they were afraid of causing trouble because she had been in prison and had enmity with Hank. Lyra

held a cup of instant coffee and sat on the seat in the middle of the office building. She looked at the

dense heat rising, surrounded by company white-collar workers passing by. The tallest building in the

distance was so dreamy. The top of the building had the sign – Barnwell group. Lyra still remembered

that when Hank bought the building and decorated it, she was stopped outside the door and could not

even take a step in. She even foolishly placed the lunchbox she brought on the front desk and begged

the employee to help her send it in. However, when she walked around, she saw the lunchbox lying

quietly in the trash can. At that time, she still did not understand that not only Hank didn’t care about

her kindness, but also completely felt disgusted and hateful. Why did he want to marry a woman that

he hated so much? Lyra felt that her eyes were a little dry. She lowered her head and forcefully wiped

away the tears that should not be there. “Hello, are you Miss Jones?” Lyra looked up. It was a young

and thin face. He was quite tall. Lyra was sure that she had never seen him before, but his voice

sounded a little familiar.

“Excuse me, may I ask who you are?” “This is my business card. We’ve talked on the phone before.”

He handed over a business card. Prosperity Financial Group, business manager Vincent Priestley.

“You…” Vincent’s silver frame glasses flashed in the sunlight. “If you need help, I can introduce you to

the manager of the MON design company.” “MON? The top company that specializes in sending

talents to international runway shows!” Lyra was surprised and vigilant. “Yes, Miss Jones. Do you need

me to help you contact them?” Vincent pushed up his glasses. “You… Why are you helping me?” “30

million is not a small sum. With your current situation, it should be difficult to pay back the debt on

time.” Lyra was speechless. She felt that it made sense. Vincent went to make a call. When he came

back, he gave Lyra an address. “It just so happens that their company has a plan to train interns

recently. You can go there tomorrow morning.” “It’s that simple?” The matter that she had been busy

with for a few days was solved so easily! Vincent nodded and told Lyra to pay on time. “Our boss has a

bad temper. You must not escape from your debts.” “Got it.” Lyra watched Vincent leave, and the

doubts in her eyes became more and more serious. Since the Jones family had an accident, she had to

be more careful when she was in trouble. No one would help you for no reason. This debt collection

agency must have some unspeakable secret. However, she would go to MON. All the people who

studied design dreamed of working there. Lyra gritted her teeth. She could not give up this opportunity.

On the other side, Hank had just finished his work. The moment he got off the plane, he received a call

from Alma. After hanging up three times, she cried and went to the Barnwell group to stop him. She

said that she wanted to attend a friend’s birthday party. However, she had gotten a lot fatter recently

and wanted to buy new clothes.Hank gave her a black card with a five million credit limit. But Alma was Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

not satisfied and insisted that he accompany her. “Hank, is this one good?” Alma held up her arms and

circled around the mirror. The man sat on the sofa and closed the financial magazine in his hand. He

looked up and hummed. He never thought that Alma was beautiful. At most, she was good-looking. He

was with her because of the pendant. Now, it was because of the child in her belly.

His phone rang and he answered. Vincent’s voice came from the other side. “Mr. Barnwell, the matter

has been settled. According to your request, Lyra will go to MON early tomorrow morning and become

their intern. Moreover, she didn’t doubt anything.” Hank hung up the phone and leaned against the

sofa. Alma changed her clothes again. When she came out, she saw that Hank was a little tired. She

was no longer in the mood to shop. She arrogantly ordered the clerk, “I don’t want this one. Wrap the

rest up.” She was about to walk forward when she suddenly saw a person walking into the shop.

Enemies often met on a narrow road. At the same time, Lyra also saw Alma and the man sitting on the

sofa opposite her. Thinking that she was going to work in MON, she had to buy some decent clothes no

matter what. So she came over to see if there were any simple but classic sets. Those kinds of clothes

would be at discounts. However, she encountered them so unlucky. Lyra looked away and was ready to

get done quickly. When she saw a set of clothes, she pointed and said, “I want to try this one.” “I want

exactly the same one!” Alma immediately said. On the sofa, the man frowned and did not say a word. It

was a coincidence. Not only did they meet each other, they even had the same taste of choosing

clothes. Lyra was tall and she would look very elegant in this outfit, but if Alma, who was pregnant,

wore it, it would be barely satisfactory. After getting the clothes, Alma proudly entered the locker room

first. Lyra was bumped by her, but she did not say anything and opened the outermost door.She was

not pregnant was faster. When she came out, Alma was still inside.

Hank looked up inadvertently, and his gaze could not move away at that moment. He had to admit that

Lyra was one of the best in both her figure and appearance. “Miss, this dress is simply tailor-made for

you.” The shopkeeper praised. Lyra looked at the mirror and also felt that it was not bad. The whole

time, she treated the man on the sofa as air.