Chapter 251 Blackmail
“How is she going back?” “This… Ms. Jones didn’t say anything.” Just as Keith finished speaking, Hank had already strode out.
However, when Alma heard that Lyra had left, she went straight to the hall on the first floor, waiting for Hank. As expected, when she saw him chase out of the lift, she gritted her teeth in anger. Holding the coffee cup, she took a few steps forward. Then, she closed her eyes and pretended to faint, falling onto the floor. “Miss Kensley!”
Hank had already caught up to the revolving door. Hearing the movement behind him, he had no choice but to stop. After all, the child in Alma’s belly was his child!
He frowned and clenched his fists.
“Go, send a car to chase her and send her back safely.” “Understood, Mr. Barnwell.”
Keith immediately ran out.
He did not let the driver chase after Lyra, but he personally drove the car so that his boss might not be so angry with him.
Fortunately, he soon caught up with Lyra who was walking on foot. “Ms. Jones, please get on the car.” Keith gripped the steering wheel with an extremely serious expression. “It’s okay. I can go back myself.” Lyra waved her hand. She did not want to take Hank’s favor anymore. After all, she still had to ruthlessly step on the Barnwell group under her feet. Keith did not intend to give up and continued, “Ms. Jones, please get on the car first. Otherwise, I’m afraid that I will have to follow you at this speed all the way. It will very likely lead to traffic jams on this road.” Lyra was about to say that there was no car on this road, but when she turned aro ! she saw a truck driving over. She suddenly thought of the traffic accident. She subconsciously opened the door and got in. Keith had completed half of his task and he heaved a sigh of relief.
Check-in Bonus!
“Ms. Jones, shall I send you to the Jones family’s old house?” Keith asked tentatively.
“Hank is really well-informed,” Lyra said with a frown.
The court had just returned the Jones family’s old house to her, and he had already received the news. In this world, what was there that the man did not know?
Keith held the steering wheel and did not say much.
One and a half hours later. Keith saw Lyra enter the Jones family’s old house with his own eyes. He secretly arranged some bodyguards and only left after confirming that there was nothing wrong. At this time, Alma was lying on the double bed of the hotel, crying and shouting. “I don’t agree to break off the engagement! Hank, I’m pregnant with your child. You can’t be so irresponsible. If you are really so heartless, then …” Alma complained. “Even if you don’t hold a place in my heart, you still insist on marrying me?” Hank lifted his eyes to look at her. His voice was cold as his gaze slowly slid down and landed on her bulging belly. Alma was frightened by that gaze and subconsciously retreated The man got up and stared straight at her face with a pair of eagle-like deep eyes. “What exactly happened that night when you were pregnant with this child? I don’t remember at all.”
Was he suspecting?
Alma’s heart was in her throat, and she even forgot to pretend to cry.
She had fantasized about how she could answer when Hank questioned her, but now that she was in front of him, it was hard for her to calm down.
Because the coldness in his eyes made her breathless.
“Don’t force me anymore.”
Being responsible for this child’s future was his last line.
He suddenly turned around and walked out.
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