Chapter 133 Who Told You to Touch Her?
Lyra’s tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.
She was still stubborn and refused to lower her head. Even though the pain on her lips had not dissipated, she slowly moved the corners of her lips and smiled contemptuously. “Doesn’t Mr. Barnwell like people who are so submissive? You told me that all men are the same.”
Hank trembled all over and looked at her eyes again, leaving only emptiness. Before she came, she had already thought of everything. She did this only for the career of that man?
Hank could no longer control his anger. He leaned over and bit her neck like a beast. The room was filled with the faint smell of alcohol.
Their breaths were also getting more and more rapid.
Run? After this word appeared in Lyra’s mind, she knew it was impossible. She would remember everything that happened tonight. She knew that she could not avoid it. Threatening was always Hank’s best move. But sooner or later, she would make his dignity trampled on the ground. She thought that Hank would not let her go, but he still stopped after venting his anger.
There was still surging anger in his eyes. He looked at the mark on Lyra’s neck and frowned. Lyra could not see his thoughts. She only felt that she was almost suffocated by the pressure. She coughed a few times and provoked, “Mr. Barnwell can’t get it up tonight?” “Get lost!” The man waved his hand and pushed Lyra to the side. She barely managed to stand firm, and the clothes on her body were torn. Lyra pulled back her hair and slowly tidied up her clothes. “It seems so. I have already done what you wanted me to do. If you don’t fulfill your promise, I will definitely expose everything and make you lose face.” For Nore, she did not hesitate to sacrifice her own reputation and… The footsteps gradually faded, and Hank punched the wall.
Compared to the anger in his heart, he was even more annoyed that it was Lyra who made him care so much.
Outside the window was big fireworks show that was going on in Crown Hotel. The rising flames were colorful in the air. Lyra took the elevator and could see the whole scene. The moment the fireworks bloomed above her head, all her disguises were shattered. She slowly squatted down, covering her face and crying. However, as she cried and cried, there was only hatred left in her heart. Hank had ruined her family, and he also wanted to completely destroy her. He clearly knew what she cared about the most. Lyra lowered her head, her eyes full of exhaustion. When the elevator door opened, she only wanted to escape as soon as possible, but before she could take a step, she was hit by someone. “What are you doing!” Novah rushed over in time and grabbed Davis. He looked at the unconscious Lyra on the ground and frowned. “Young Master Barnwell will be angry if he knows.” “How is that possible? I am helping him ease his relationship with Alma. If Alma knows what happened between him and Lyra in the hotel, he will definitely make a big fuss.” With a look from Davis, one of his subordinates immediately stepped forward and carried Lyra.
“Since Young Master Barnwell chased her out, it means that he doesn’t care about the innocence and life of this woman. Send her to the room upstairs,” Davis guessed. Seeing that Lyra was taken away, Novah pulled Davis and said, “Don’t talk too much. Last time, because of your uncle’s car accident, Young Master Barnwell spent a lot of effort…”. “Enough, don’t dawdle. I am his brother, not a dog by his side!”. Davis shouted and walked out. He wanted to find a few people to serve this Miss Jones.
So what if Hank knew? Would he break off all ties with him because of Lyra? The more Novah thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He still took out his phone and called Hank. Otherwise, something would definitely happen tonight.
Two hours later. In the Crown Hotel room, Lyra felt very hot. She struggled to open her eyes and saw that she was lying in an unfamiliar room. And it seemed that she had not left the hotel yet.
She tried hard to recall that when she came out of the elevator, she was knocked unconscious. Lyra suddenly opened her eyes. The clothes she was wearing were still the same?
Her worried heart fell to the ground.
Hearing footsteps outside the door, Lyra had nowhere to hide and could only lie back down to pretend to sleep.
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