Chapter 142 For the First Time
He Waited for Someone
In the hospital corridor, Lyra found a quiet place and dialed Keith’s number. “Miss Jones, what’s the matter?” the other side answered quickly. “Where is he now?” “Mr. Barnwell is having a meal with his partner. He is.” “Send me the location.” After saying that, Lyra hung up and walked quickly to the elevator. At this dinner party, Hank and Jasper were both there. Keith quickly went in and reported the matter of Lyra coming over to Hank. Jasper vaguely heard the name of Lyra and quickly winked at Hank, hinting that he could leave the business to him here. Hank then stood up. The coldness in his thick eyes disappeared and he walked out. He had never waited for anyone, let alone a woman. Hank walked around the hall. His slender legs stepped onto the steps and he walked down again. His fingers hooked the buttons on his sleeves helplessly. There was only one thing in his mind. What was Lyra’s purpose for coming?
To reject his good intentions, or…
The hotel door was automatic, and every time it was pulled open, Hank would look in that direction.
Finally, Lyra appeared there. He put down his coffee cup and looked up. He waited for her to come to him. Although he knew that she came for another man, a special emotion grew silently. He looked at Lyra’s expression and slowly said, “Sit.” Lyra’s eyes were very cold. She looked at him for a long time before saying. “What exactly do you want to do?” These words did not have the slightest hint of gratitude. The man frowned. “…” “If you want to find someone to harm Nore and let him have an accident on the operating table, I will not let you go.” Lyra’s tone was very heavy. She did not expect Hank to be so despicable. Lyra kept staring at him, taking in every bit of reaction on his face. “Do I have to do this kind of thing?” Hank did not defend himself. He leaned back, his eyes cold.
“You are so scheming. What can’t you do?” Lyra sneered. Last night, wasn’t he the one who bribed President He and tricked her into coming here?
This man was a liar. The anger and hatred in the depths of Lyra’s heart were actually because she was once his wife.
“I don’t mean that at all.”
“This is the number of the KIOP International Medical Association. You can call and ask. Those two are indeed experts in the field of orthopedics. I just… want to do my best.”
“What are the conditions?” Lyra’s thoughts were very clear. Hank was a businessman, and he did not do a losing business.
“No,” said Hank as he picked up his coffee cup. “Although that hospital is a private hospital and has the Barnwell group’s investment, if you want to do anything shady behind the scenes, you will definitely be exposed. I will be by Nore’s side 24 hours. Don’t try to play any tricks.”
24 hours? The man’s eyes turned cold. He unconsciously thought of last night and the coffee cup in his hand fell on the table.
It made a crisp sound.
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