Remember to Give Me an Invitation
“I don’t have time.” Hank left without even looking. Xu Ya pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, “I thought you two had a good relationship. It turns out that it was just Lyra’s wishful thinking.” “What did you say?”
Hank had always had good hearing. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him who was not afraid of death.
He had dealt with that old fellow Xu Zhenhai. He looked gentle and refined, but in fact, he was extremely shrewd and even more ruthless than Drake. How kind could the daughter of their Xu family be? Xu Ya had deliberately said it for him to hear. “Sister Lyra once told me that she regretted divorcing you. She also said that she hoped to find a chance to have a good chat with you.” “Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to live in the room next to yours.” Xu Ya smiled. “She can say that?” Hank sneered. “Of course, tomorrow is Fashion Week. Why don’t I get all our colleagues away later? So you two can have a good chat!” Xu Ya nodded quickly. As she spoke, she stuffed Lyra’s bag into Hank’s hands and then quickly walked into Lyra’s room.
It was unknown what she said, but soon, everyone left. Hank saw Lyra holding a wine bottle in one hand and holding the door with the other. “Such delicious crab meat. Aren’t you going to try it before leaving?” The man frowned. The woman in front of him really had no upbringing at all. If Drake knew that his daughter, who he had painstakingly cultivated, had become like this, he would probably not be at peace in the netherworld. He walked over, threw Lyra’s bag to her, and then went straight into her room. Lyra was stunned for two seconds. “You…”
“Tomorrow’s matter is very important to the Barnwell group. You’d better tell me in advance how you plan to let me see Mr. Opple.” Hank had already found a quiet sofa and sat down with his legs folded. His eyes were sharp.
If Lyra dared to play with him, he would definitely make her have nightmares every
day.
“What’s the rush?” Lyra said to herself. She sat back in her seat and grabbed another
crab to eat. The space between Hank’s eyebrows gradually turned cold. There was a table of delicious food in front of him, and Lyra was eating so casually that it made him feel a little hungry. For some reason, he reached out and opened a seemingly untouched food box. The next second, he was stopped by Lyra.
“Eat this. That is mutton.”
The man’s fingertips paused and he retracted his hand.
She actually remembered that he did not eat mutton?
He looked at Lyra. She still had an indifferent look.
He vaguely remembered that more than a year ago, the two of them were like fire and water, and the moment they met, they wanted to tear each other apart.
Now… Lyra definitely hated him as before, but she was more mature and knew how to protect herself. Hank leaned against the seat, and there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn’t even explain himself.
After eating and drinking to his heart’s content, Lyra burped without any hesitation.
“I once helped Mr. Opple’s old lady. He promised me that he would agree to one of my conditions.”
“Then you can ask him to accept working with the Barnwell group directly.” Hank went straight to the point. “How can that be?” Lyra frowned. “That’s too outrageous. I have already divorced you and you have another new lover. If I raise this condition, people will definitely question whether there is a problem with the Barnwell group. At that time, things will be even more difficult.”
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