Chapter 402
They Were Facing Each Other, but They Were Separated
by a Great Distance Hank smelled the faint smell of soil in the yard and pressed his eyebrows helplessly. Since the establishment of the Barnwell group, how long had it been since he had been in such a sorry state? He took out his mobile phone and called Keith. “Send two breakfast… lunch over.” Hearing the address that Hank mentioned, Keith immediately ran downstairs. His president was going to apologize and ask for reconciliation, so he had to do his logistics work well. Otherwise, his job as an assistant would be over. “Don’t worry, Mr. Barnwell. I’ll be there soon.” Keith used the fastest speed to carry breakfast and a bouquet of roses. When he arrived, Lyra had not yet opened the door for Hank. “What are you buying flowers for?” Hank said in a deep voice, blaming him for being meddlesome.
“No matter how cold Miss Jones is, she is still a woman. Women like flowers,” Keith said hurriedly. Hank looked at him with a look of disbelief. “Leave the things behind. You can leave.” “Mr. Barnwell, you can do it. If you need anything, just tell me.” Keith nodded repeatedly. The second minute after Keith left, the door opened.
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“Bring it in.” Lyra’s face was cold, and her tone was very unhappy. She had been forced to stay at home for several days. Originally, she was going out to buy groceries yesterday, but because of their press conference, she was unable to go out.
Now there was nothing to eat at home. Hank’s face lit up, and he was about to walk in with his things. The huge bouquet of roses in his hand was very dazzling. “That, throw it away.” Lyra turned around and walked in without looking back. The man stepped on the steps and immediately did as he was told. They had a very quiet brunch. Although Hank was sitting opposite, Lyra only treated
him as air.
Because the atmosphere was too quiet, Hank wanted to open his mouth several times but failed because he could not find a topic to talk about.
Until she put down her chopsticks, and the food in front of her was eaten clean.
Lyra was satisfied with this taste. She looked up at him. “I don’t care what you want to say. I don’t want to hear it. I will pay you back for this meal.”
“Are you angry with me?” Lyra frowned and looked at the serious look on his handsome face. She really wanted to curse him directly. If he hadn’t gone to the press conference, things wouldn’t have gotten so big. “Mr. Barnwell, you should be very busy right now. The Barnwell group is in such a difficult situation now. How come you still have time to chat with me here?” Lyra really could not see through him.
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