Confrontation Half an hour later. In the visiting room at the local police station. Lyra had counted tens of thousands of numbers in her heart before she heard footsteps coming from the corridor. The door creaked open from outside.
Hank walked in. Behind him was the light from outside, enveloping him.
“You only have ten minutes.” After the policeman finished speaking, he closed the door.
The room was very dark. There was only one lamp that reflected Lyra’s face. Hank looked over and only felt that her quiet appearance was very dazzling.
It was very likely that she would be detained by the local police, or even detained for a long time.
Why was she not afraid? Was she sure that he would save her?
In just an instant, his eyes were filled with coldness again. He pulled out a chair and sat in front of her.
“Have you thought it through?” “No one will go against money,” Lyra said with a smile.
Hank narrowed his eyes. Her tone made him very uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and said, “Now you are no longer qualified to negotiate with me.”
Lyra lowered her head and rubbed the cold handcuffs on her wrists under the table. After a long time, she said, “If you lose this S-level project, your position in the Barnwell group will be threatened. As far as I know, your partner, Terry, has been dissatisfied with you for a long time.” Hank’s expression turned ugly. Lyra looked up and chuckled. “You will earn a lot by fishing an insignificant person like me out of this place in exchange for an opportunity to cooperate with the Opple
Family.”
“Other than that, I have another request.” “Lyra, you should be the one begging me now!” Hank felt that he was being controlled by her everywhere and was very unhappy. “I have already been ruined by you. It doesn’t matter even if I die here now. If you don’t agree, you can leave.” Lyra blinked indifferently. “Tell me, what conditions?” Hank suppressed his anger.
“You hold a wedding with Alma.”
“Is this your condition? If you play tricks with me again, I will make you unable to get out for the rest of your life. Do you believe me?”
“Yes, I do.”
“The Barnwell group has a branch company here. I know it very well. I sincerely feel that you are very compatible with Alma. I want to wish you two to be together forever.” Separated by the long table, Hank stared at her face. After an unknown period of time, his gaze finally moved away from her. “Or is it that Mr. Barnwell is afraid that I will ruin your wedding again? If your love is as strong as gold, how can you be affected by me?” Lyra muttered. Without saying anything, Hank opened the door and left.
Lyra sat there and took a deep breath.
Her palms were already covered in sweat. Would she win this game? Even if Hank missed the chance to meet Mr. Opple, the Barnwell group would still have other S-level projects. Lyra was gambling, After he revived the Barnwell group, there was nothing he couldn’t do.
He had never lost.
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