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Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit novel Chapter 59

Aladdin‘s Magic Lamp

Hank had been working for several hours. He rubbed the space between his eyebrows. “Tell me, what happened?” he asked. “Maybe Miss Kensley saw Lyra on the floor and misunderstood,” Keith thought. “Lyra?”

“Yes, she went to send flowers to the designer of her company and happened to come out of the lift with me. Maybe Miss Kensley misunderstood.” Keith could only think of this possibility.

Hank sneered. How could there be such a coincidence? He had just given Lyra a step, yet she had already given him a hard time? She really was the Jones family‘s good daughter. Hank waved his hand. He wanted to organize his thoughts and look at the documents next to him again. This time, he had to win this S–level project. They had come up with two plans for it, either of which was not satisfactory to the other party.

The requirements of the Opple Group were more difficult to satisfy than he had imagined

In the next room.

Alma took out her phone and dialed Chen Xiaorou’s number. As soon as she opened her mouth, she shouted, “Where have you been? I haven‘t seen you since yesterday!”

“... I might have caught a cold from the sea breeze. Cough, cough.” Xiaorou concealed her guilty conscience.

Alma did not know that at this moment, Lyra was right in front of her!

Moreover, what Alma said next had all been guessed by Lyra.

“Go find Lyra now and see if she has met a man recently, or if she has deliberately seduced someone!”

If she did not make it clear, Alma would feel uncomfortable.

“I was scolded by her before. If I go to her now, she won‘t tell me.” Xiaorou‘s heart sank.

“You are really stupid. Just say that you are going to apologize to her and send something to her. It is best to be friends with her, understand?” “Okay, Miss Kensley, I know.” Before she finished speaking, Alma had already hung up. Xiaorou sighed helplessly. Actually who was more stupid?

After that, she looked at Lyra. That red dress was really beautiful on her. Even she, a woman, was infatuated with it. She really wondered if that Hank had seen too many exquisite things and wanted to try being mediocre.

Why had he left Lyra for Alma, that kind of scheming and vicious young lady?

“Miss Jones, you heard everything. What should I do next?”

Lyra raised her eyebrows and smiled. The show was about to start.

She had to go and book a good seat. An hour later, Alma received a call from Xiaorou, saying that Lyra had an appointment with a man. “Really? The address?” Alma sat up all of a sudden. “The Intercontinental Hotel next door. Tomorrow noon.” Chen Xiaorou had followed Lyra‘s instructions. Alma believed her words and hung up the phone, pondering how to scheme against Lyra. She planned to look for Xu Ya, but as soon as she went out, she heard Keith‘s voice from the next room. “Mr. Barnwell, the table has been booked for noon tomorrow. It‘s in the Intercontinental Hotel next door.”

Alma was immediately stunned.

Such a coincidence?

Or was it that the person Lyra was meeting was Hank?

Lyra had been isolated by MON‘s people for the past two days. If she had nothing to do by herself, she would go to the beach at the back to enjoy the wind and wait for the good show tomorrow. Suddenly, she heard someone shouting in the distance, “Pluto!” She looked back. A foreign old woman with a cane was looking for something everywhere.

Lyra was not a nosy person, but the Jones family‘s education made it impossible for her to ignore an old man who needed help.

She got up and walked over. “Do you need help?” “My puppy is lost. Its name is Pluto. It is a poodle about this size.” The old woman sighed, her eyes full of anxiety. “It‘s near here, right?”

Lyra especially softened her voice and slowly pulled the old woman to sit down next to her, so that she could recover her strength.

From the old woman, she learned that this puppy had accompanied her for many years. It liked cow bones the most. When it heard the song, it could not help but dance with her.

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