Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196 You Don’t Appreciate it

The man curled his lips and no longer spoke. Lyra’s figure stopped at the door, and she gritted her teeth angrily. “What do you want me to do?” “Stay, until… I completely recover. After all, I am injured because of you. This request isn’t too much, is it?” Hank slowly got up.

Compared to the request that the Lubi family made when Nore was injured, Hank felt that he was very tolerant and generous.

However, Lyra did not appreciate it at all. “… Alright.”

She pinched her palm and cursed Hank a few times in her heart. From that minute on, whenever Hank had something to do, he would ask her to do it. She even had to peel oranges for him. The unwillingness in Lyra’s heart was written all over her face. Hank looked down at the magazine and did not look at her. Instead, he casually said, “You should be glad that I only hurt my head and elbow. If it were more serious, I’m afraid you would never be able to leave.”. Lyra threw the peeled orange peels into the trash can. “Then I have to thank Mr. Barnwell for his magnanimity.” She snorted expressionlessly. “You’re welcome.” Although Hank said this, he knew what he was doing. He wanted her to stay by his side no matter what. It did not matter if she was willing or not. “Lyra, I want coffee.” “Lyra, get me a book.” “Lyra, type a document.” He didn’t need to move a step. Lyra was like an obedient robot. “Sir, if there is anything I can do, just tell me.” Sister Zhang couldn’t bear to watch anymore. No matter what, Lyra could not handle so much work. However, Hank did not take Sister Zhang’s words to heart. He only glanced at the side.

Lyra sighed, got up, and took the notebook over. “Speak.”

“The Barnwell group clarifies it publicly…” Hank did not mind her identity and position at all. He asked Lyra to be his temporary secretary. He dictated and let Lyra type.

Lyra frowned and looked at Hank a few times.

How could he remember so many technical terms?

Although Hank was deliberately waiting for her, Lyra still found it difficult. Half an hour later, she finally finished a document.

“Take a look at the content…”

“No need, send it to Keith.” Hank did not even look at it as he directly instructed.

Lyra stared at his eyes and brows for a while before saying, “Aren’t you afraid that I will tamper with the contents?”

“You won’t.” Hank suddenly smiled.

He had the confidence.

For some unknown reason, a nameless fire burst out in Lyra’s heart at that moment. She had completely seen through. Just as Lyra was about to argue with him, the servant led a few of the Barnwell group’s executives in.