Chapter 313 Envy
Lyra waited until late at night before listing out the things that needed to be sorted out.
If she lost the lawsuit, then the Jones family must be entrusted to someone worthy of trust to manage.
The night spread and the moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the edge of the table. She looked at the photos on the table and felt a little bitter in her heart. In order to protect Alma’s reputation, she could only do this much. As for whether Alma would believe it after knowing the truth, Lyra was not sure, and she was not willing to think about it. That was Alma’s choice. She just wanted to have a clear conscience. “Dad, you should be at ease in heaven. I will take care of everything.” Lyra looked at the time and was about to turn off the computer to sleep. “President of the Barnwell group and his wife are registered for marriage,” a news window popped up. Lyra tightened her grip on the mouse. After a brief moment of shock, she clicked on it. The photo had been secretly taken by paparazzi reporters. It was Hank and Alma entering and exiting the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Hank was wearing today’s clothes and his expression could not be seen clearly. Alma, who was following behind him, seemed very relaxed. She had gotten what she wanted.
Lyra took a few glances and turned off the computer with a complicated feeling. “It’s all over.”
The next day. Barnwell family’s villa. Alma lay on the double bed, her eyes full of joy. She had finally reached Mrs. Barnwell’s position! Although the registration procedures at the Civil Affairs Bureau were still ongoing and they did not really get a marriage certificate, she had already sent the luggage to Barnwell family. Hank could no longer go back on his words. The servant, Sister Zhang, knocked on the door. “Miss…”
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was scolded by Alma harshly, “Call me Madam!” “Madam, lunch is ready.” Sister Zhang panicked and lowered her head humbly. Alma smiled proudly, twisted her waist and walked downstairs. She even said, “Prepare the afternoon tea. The dessert needs to be delicious. I want to invite a few friends to play.” Sister Zhang nodded in agreement, but in her heart, she felt that it was not appropriate for Alma to do this. After all, Hank never liked to interact with people in the entertainment industry and rarely let guests come to his house. However, Alma now considered herself the hostess of this family. Sister Zhang could only obey.
Alma slowly ate her meal and leaned on the sofa to take a few photos.
Soon, the friends she invited came. Miranda was their leader. As soon as they entered the door, they praised the house for being big and beautiful.
“Alma, I really envy you. You can live in such a good house!” “You finally got what you wanted. You married Hank. As expected, the mother is depending on the child. You are too amazing.” “Alma, if you see any good men by Hank’s side, introduce them to me, even if they are divorced!”
When she heard the word divorce, Alma’s expression changed.
She held the exquisite teacup and snorted lightly, “What’s wrong with divorce? Hank was also married. It was because he had experienced a painful and unbearable marriage in the past that he understood how good I am.” “Mr. Barnwell!”
Alma saw them looking behind her in horror.
She quickly turned around. Hank should have heard what she had said just now.
“Hank, didn’t you say that you won’t come back today?” Alma grabbed the back of the chair and quickly greeted him with a smile. As soon as Hank entered the door, he saw so many strangers sitting in his house drinking tea, and his face was unhappy. He smelled the perfume on Alma and pushed her hand away. “Come in with me.” He had already given Alma enough face by not chasing those people out directly. If she was sensible, she should hurry up and get those people away. However, Alma was not self-restrained at all. She followed Hank into the bedroom door and smiled as she leaned over. “I missed you so much.”
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