Chapter 442 Playing Big
Lyra glanced at the caller ID and frowned. She slowly pressed the answer button. “Lyra, are you okay? I heard that the police are looking for you and Alma everywhere. Are you all right?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t find her.” Lyra said expressionlessly. She looked out the window and felt that the sun was particularly dazzling today. “How could that be? Didn’t you get on that ship?” Ellie asked. Lyra sneered in her heart, but her voice was still calm. “I got on. The ship almost touched the reef. Fortunately, I met a helper. Otherwise, I would have died outside.” Ellie clenched her cell phone tightly. She knew that there was a mistake in the plan. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Lyra to be alive. “That’s great. Otherwise, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life.” Her fingers swept across the invitation on the table and she said in a low voice, “You should have time tonight, right? My dad will hold a private party. I want to invite you. And I have also sent Mr. Evans an invitation.” This intention was too obvious. Lyra had just fallen into an accident, so how could she be in the mood to attend such an occasion? “You know, I caused that kind of gossip a few days ago… Fortunately, it has been resolved now. I hope you can come. I have a lot of things I want to tell you personally.” Had the relationship between them been good to this extent? Lyra’s hands tightened again and again. How could this matter be resolved? Apart from holding Hank responsible, there was no better way to restore the reputation of Ellie and the entire Dingyi Group. They could not afford to lose face. The reason why she had made this call was nothing more than to show off to Lyra. This kind of intention was really ruthless to a person who had just escaped death. “Okay, I will be there on time.” After Lyra finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly. She was afraid that she would not be able to hold back and confront Ellie directly.
On the other side, Mrs. Hunter saw Ellie put down her phone and immediately asked,
“How is it? Has she already suspected you?” “I don’t think so.” Ellie carefully recalled Lyra’s tone just now. “I feel that she is quite tired. She doesn’t seem to know anything. Moreover, she didn’t see Alma at all.” “Really?”
Mrs. Hunter felt uneasy. “Mommy, those people are desperate people who take money to do things. They will not be exposed. Lyra must have been just lucky. Otherwise, how could she have gotten away? She couldn’t even protect herself. She couldn’t have gone to Alma.” The more Ellie thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high. “She will only treat me as her friend now and will not doubt me.” Mrs. Hunter nodded her head in disbelief. “Since things have developed like this, we can only try our best to make up for it. You must perform well tonight, or else the Hunters will have no place to lose face.” When Ellie still had a little value, the Hunters would not let her go. “Yes, I know. The dress should have been delivered. I’ll try it,” Ellie said with a smile.
She walked out of Mrs. Hunter’s room.
As soon as the door closed, the smile on her face faded and was replaced by hatred. “She is still alive! So what? Hank has promised to date temporarily. It won’t be long before I will be the mistress of the Barnwell group.” Even if two more Lyras came, it would not affect her. As for Alma… she was probably already dead.
All the evidence disappeared just like her. Ellie’s mood gradually improved. She twisted her waist and entered her room. “Send the dress over immediately. There are also jewelry. I want the biggest diamond necklace in the whole city.” Tonight, she would be the only dazzling female lead in the crowd.
In the evening. Xuanze’s driver knocked on the Jones family’s door on time. Xuanze sat in the car and tilted his head slightly. He saw an elegant figure walk down the steps. It was particularly suitable for her to wear a beautiful and low-key purple evening dress.
The more he looked at her, the more fascinated he became.
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