Chapter 75 Trap in Trap
That night, something big happened in Cloud Town. MON Company’s design director Susan had a car accident. It was originally just a traffic accident, but because she was sitting in the car of Cloud Town Real Estate’s boss Wu Chen, who was over fifty years old and whose wife had just passed away two months ago
After they were sent to the hospital, Cloud Town’s media reporters swarmed in.
Lyra had been excluded by the company, so she was not aware of this matter. By the time she learned of this news, she was already on the plane back to Cloud Town.
She sent a message to Susan and then turned off her phone. She still had many things to do and needed to be well-rested.
However, after she closed her eyes, the thoughts swirling in her mind became even more clear. Wu Chen was Davis’ uncle. The new building that the Barnwell group would have next year was under the construction of Wu Chen’s company. Now that Wu Chen had an accident, there would be some news about the Barnwell group. After all, it was Hank who had supported Wu Chen’s company at the beginning, which had led to this cooperation.
The corners of Lyra’s mouth curled up. It was smoother than she had expected.
After the plane landed at the airport, Lyra followed MON’s people at the back and happened to meet Hank and Alma who were coming out of another passage.
Alma was still as usual, acting like a spoiled child with Hank. “Hank, can you send me home? My dad is too busy with business, so he definitely won’t come to pick me up.” Lyra carried her bag and calculated in her heart. Yes, her dad was indeed very busy today.
Hank seemed to be worried about something.
He put down his phone and said lightly, “The driver will send you back.” “I don’t want the driver to send me. I want you to send me back.” Alma began to act shamelessly. Little did she know that this was what men like Hank hated the most.
In his heart, the Barnwell group was always above everything.
She no longer wanted to continue watching the show and quickened her pace, wanting to walk over.
However, Hank was one step ahead and grabbed her luggage. “What’s the matter?” Lyra looked sideways. “Barnwell group’s file mainframe has been hacked. Did you do it?” His eyes were so shrewd that Lyra almost gave herself away. But she smiled slyly, “Which god did such a heroic thing? I really should treat him to a meal. However, it’s not me. I don’t have the money to hire a hacker.”
This was the truth. The Barnwell group’s mainframe could not have been conquered by a layperson’s technology. Most importantly, no one would be bored enough to do such a thing. Lyra would not have the money to offer such a high price. “Can you let me go? Otherwise, your fiancée’s eyes will pop out. Anyway, we still have a chance to meet. See you at the wedding.” Lyra smiled indifferently. She slapped away Hank’s hand in disgust and turned around to leave. Nore came out of the exit after being entangled by Xu Ya. He looked at Lyra and immediately chased after her. In the distance, Hank watched the two of them walk out of the airport together and frowned even more.
“Hank, what did she mean just now? What wedding?” Alma’s heart skipped a beat. Why did he feel that Lyra and Hank were getting closer and closer? Weren’t the two of them enemies?
Alma bit the corner of her lips, her thoughts written all over her face.
“I forgot to tell you. I’ve already sent someone to prepare the wedding. It’s on Friday.”
“Really?” Alma was overjoyed. But before she could be happy, the sleeve of the suit that she was holding had already left her fingertips.
It was obviously a great thing, but why had she heard it from Lyra? At this time, a thin figure stood at the exit. She was wearing a hat and a mask, covering her face tightly.
Lyra was very clear that it must be Wendy.
It seemed that Wendy was determined to spend the rest of her life with Lachlan. She was so eager to curry favor with Alma, but no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.
Lyra sneered.
Even Xu Ya, who was chasing after Nore, was not so annoying.
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