Chapter 239 Cooperation Postponed
This time, it was Jimmy’s turn to be surprised. “You know him?”
The boss had clearly said that he wanted to keep his identity a secret from Lyra.
“Actually, I have seen this bracelet before. It was my mother’s relic and was later auctioned.” Lyra shook her head and put the photo on the table. Lyra said calmly. When her mother died, she was still young. These things used to be placed on the dressing table at home every day. The servants cleaned it day after day, and she would occasionally pick it up to take a look. At that time, she lived a carefree life every day. She never thought that the Jones family would be forced to a dead-end one day, nor did she think that these things would be auctioned and flowed into the market.
Jimmy suddenly did not react. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, “The buyer must have seen the photos and liked the style, so he let us make a similar style, right?” In the upper-class circle, this kind of thing was rare. “Maybe.” Lyra lowered her head and suppressed the sadness in her eyes. “Then, do you still want to take this order?” Jimmy asked softly. “Yes.”
Lyra looked up and answered firmly.
Right now, she had no right to hesitate. “But I have a request. If my design can satisfy the buyer, I want to see him.” Lyra clenched her fingers. She was a little nervous, but she had to know who this person was and whether he had anything to do with the Jones family’s bankruptcy.
“Let me help you communicate with the buyer first. You also know the rules. It is the most basic thing to keep secrets for the customer.” “I understand, thank you.” Lyra breathed a sigh of relief. At least for now, everything was developing in a good direction.
The next step was to wait.
After Alma was taken away by the police, she stayed in the police station for an entire day.
In the end, it was Hank who took the lawyer to bring her out. “Hank, it’s so dark inside. I was scared to death.” Alma was still in shock and kept
Chapter 239 Cooperation Postponed pulling his arm. The man frowned and looked at her. “If you were taking care of your tummy at home, there wouldn’t have been such trouble.”
Sensing his impatience, Alma felt even more wronged. “It’s all Lyra’s fault. I just went to ask her about how she contradicted my father yesterday. She actually dared to call the police.” Alma’s words were full of annoyance. “Don’t you understand me?” Hank looked at her chattering and said in a low voice. “I, I didn’t mean that.”
“But I can’t let her contradict my dad like that. If she really does make the Jones Group up in the future, where will we, Kensley family, put our face?” Alma explained. “My dad is so old…” Alma squeezed out a few drops of tears.
Hank was getting more and more agitated as he stepped into the car.
“Lyra’s company shouldn’t be able to grow, right?” Alma also squeezed in.
She was trying to see if Hank still cared about that woman! “Drive to the company.” When Alma asked this question, it was like a stone being thrown into the sea, unable to make a single splash.
She could not bear to give up and continued to mutter, “Ever since she was released from prison, her life became a mess. I think people like her should be locked up for a lifetime.”
Hank’s eyes became cold and he turned his head to look at Alma. The coldness in his gaze became stronger and stronger. How could a woman, who was going to be a mother, say such ruthless words?
Hank frowned and turned to look out of the window.
Not long after, Alma grabbed his sleeve. “Hank, what do you think that is? I’m not blind, right? The Jones Group?”
Hank followed the direction of her finger. A few workers were hanging the sign on the building.
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