Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit novel Chapter 57

Saving the Drowning Person

“Hank, what’s wrong?” Alma reached out to pull him. His fingers were so cold that it scared her and she instinctively withdrew her hand. “Nothing. You should rest. I still have something to do.” Hank said and was about to leave. Behind him, Alma mustered up her courage and asked, “Are you going to look for Lyra?”

A long time ago, he had told Alma that he had a grudge against the Jones family and that marrying Lyra was just for revenge.

But why did she insist that he liked Lyra?

A woman’s sixth sense was really ridiculous.

“I won‘t allow you to go.” Alma frowned, “That Lyra is already dirty. You may not know that she has entered Brook Villa again.”

She muttered, “Moreover, she owes usury. It is said that she was almost thrown into the sea.”

“How do you know all this?”

Hank‘s voice was thick and sharp. He turned to face her and walked over step by step. “I clearly told you to mind your own business. Do you take my words as nothing?” Why did she always repeat the same mistake?

He had already given Alma enough opportunities.

“No… no, Hank, I heard about it. You used to be husband and wife, and when my friends heard something, they told me about it.” Alma found a reason at the last minute.

“They are all my friends in the entertainment industry. If you don‘t believe me, look at the chat record!”

She was sure that Hank would not read it. The man‘s eyes were like an abyss. After a long time, he said, “Next time, don‘t do this kind of thing again.” For the sake of the baby in her belly, he gave her another chance.

For the last time.

Alma thought that he believed her words and immediately put on an obedient smile, “|| understand. Hank, let‘s have breakfast together tomorrow morning, okay?” She was angry in her heart, but she also knew that she would not be able to keep him tonight.

Hank looked away, closed the door, and left.

Lyra slept for a few hours and opened her eyes. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger. She remembered that the hotel music restaurant provided free food tickets. She went downstairs and unexpectedly found that the night view of this hotel was particularly good, plus wonderful music. Lyra was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when facing the sea breeze. “Miss, I‘m sorry. May I ask how to go to this place?” A blond man with blue eyes asked politely in a foreign language. Lyra leaned over and looked at the map in his hand. On the way here, she happened to see this building.

“From...”

From afar, Hank could only see her back and a foreign man standing side by side with her on the beach with a smile on his face. Perhaps Alma‘s words weren‘t just a groundless guess.

He had indeed seen with his own eyes that Lyra had a close relationship with many men. She had only been here for a few hours, and she was already so impatient? Hank frowned in annoyance.

Keith carried a tray over and continued to report to Hank about the work tomorrow.

However, Hank was unexpectedly somewhat absent–minded.

“Mr. Barnwell, do you want to rest first?” Hank watched as the man left. Lyra remained where he was and his furrowed brows relaxed a little Keith followed Hank‘s line of sight and did not disturb him again. He quietly retreated.