Chapter 80 The Conditions
Seeing their undisguised thoughts, the man said lightly. “Do you know who suggested the wedding?” Alma stopped smiling and shook her head, “Lyra.” Hank walked away, leaving only the stunned Alma and Wendy behind, “What did he mean by that? Could it be that Lyra changed his mind and he was willing to continue the wedding with me?” Alma’s nails dug into her palms. No matter how she thought about it, she could not accept this fact. Wendy could only comfort her from the side, “Just hold the wedding on time. Don’t think about anything else. Just wait to be a bride in peace. This time, you must let Hank marry you.”
“But…”
Alma felt a knot in her heart. She felt that things would not go so smoothly. Last time, their wedding was ruined by Lyra. Would she be so kind this time? The more Alma thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. “No, I have to let them make a move quickly. We can’t delay anymore.” “Yes, yes, yes. Let’s go first. Don’t let others hear us.” Wendy pulled her, turned around, and took both their bags and scarves in her hands, protecting Alma out of the door. On this side, Lyra was still eating. She had eaten all the crabs. She picked up the chopsticks and began to eat again. With Brook Villa’s grade, this meal would definitely not be cheap. She might not be able to eat such a good meal in the next half a month, and the first rule of the Jones family was never to waste resources. Hank returned and saw her sitting there and enjoying the meal very much. He sat on the opposite seat, his legs crossed. For a long time, Lyra did not seem to notice him entering the door. “Say something.” The man frowned. “You invited me here. You should be the one who paid for it, right?” Lyra muttered, holding the chicken leg in one hand. Hank looked at her silently, his temples throbbing. “En, I’ll pay, using your money.” He put the card on the table.
The next second, Lyra’s eyes lit up and she immediately put down her chopsticks. “Mr. Barnwell, you are wrong to do this. You know that it is my money.”
“Yours?”
The corners of Hank’s mouth curled into a playful smile. When she mentioned the money, she became spirited
The next second, his words shattered Lyra’s pride. “You owe me tens of millions. This amount of money is not even enough for the interest.”
Lyra took a deep breath. She had nothing to say and continued to eat.
“I can give you this card.” Hank suddenly opened his mouth and threw out the bait.
“What are the conditions?” Lyra chewed the food in her mouth.
This man was so bad that he could not easily give her the money.
“During the wedding, you must dress up and congratulate me in person.” The look in Hank’s eyes grew colder. He held the card between his fingers and waved it in front of Lyra. “After that, it will be yours.” Lyra gritted her teeth. “Okay.” For the sake of money, she could do anything. “If you dare to lie to me, don’t even think about staying in Cloud Town.” Hank stared at her, his voice cold.
“Yes, I got it.” “Are we done?” Lyra nodded perfunctorily, then wiped her mouth. “I’m leaving.” Before Hank could say anything, Lyra had already left the door like a gust of wind.
“Follow her,” he said.
“Yes, Mr. Barnwell.” Keith immediately responded and sent someone to follow Lyra in secret.
The man glanced at the card and snorted with disdain, “Lyra, oh Lyra, you are now willing to give up your face for 100,000 yuan?” He originally thought that he would have a hint of the pleasure of having successfully taken revenge.
He wanted Lyra to see how Wendy sold her out with her own eyes.
He wanted to let her eat a delicious meal, feeling the taste of being abandoned by the world.
But looking at the empty plates in front of him, Hank realized that the current Lyra had completely changed After leaving Brook Villa, Lyra called Susan and said a few words of concern.
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