Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Hypocrite “What, if I tell you, will you let the Jones family go, let my father go? Give up the

plan that you schemed to destroy my family?” “Will you?” She took a step closer and stared at the

man’s face. A smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth. It was something Hank had never seen

before. The word ‘will’ was stuck in his throat, but he couldn’t say it. “Stop pretending.” Lyra smiled

contemptuously, raised his foot, and left without a trace of nostalgia Hank stood where he was, and his

pupils were filled with the figure of Lyra gradually shrinking. This time, when they met again, Lyra

seemed to have changed into another person. With an indescribable feeling in his heart, Hank returned

to the car, took off his baseball cap, and threw it at the co-pilot. When he was about to step on the

accelerator, two figures entered his field of vision. “Are you alright?” Nore half-pulled Lyra’s arm and

directly got into a car by the roadside. “You don’t look too good. How about I send you back first!” “No,

maybe she didn’t eat breakfast. She has low blood sugar,” She replied absent-mindedly. “I’m hungry! I’ll

take you to eat now!” He stepped on the accelerator as he spoke. The night wind blew through the

window, blowing away Lyra’s short hair, “We must get the trophy for the finals!” When Hank returned

home, the servant immediately brought a clean towel. “Sir, then we will go first.” The servant did not

stay overnight. This was the rule of the Barnwell family. Even if he was the only owner of this house.

Hank raised his hand and took his phone into the study. Alma sent him a voice message and photo

again. “Hank, I have been taking good care of the fetus. Look, 1 drank the Bird’s nest soup obediently

today. When will you come to see me and the child?” Child?

It was the child again. In the past few days, she had used this as a reason and mentioned it many

times, but she had never said a word of sincere apology. However, Hank had never gone to the

appointment. The decision he made would never be easily changed. Moreover, he should teach Alma a

lesson this time. He should let her know the rules of the Barnwell family and his bottom line. He moved

to the sofa and closed his eyes. It was Lyra’s face. Hank suddenly opened his eyes and turned on the

TV. There should be a broadcast for today’s preliminaries. Just as he had expected, during today’s

race, his eyes were locked onto Nore’s car. He watched as the car rushed past the finish line, watched

Lyra get off the car, and watched them clap their hands. Her figure was graceful, and her beautiful and

fair face had a look that he had never seen before. Based on how familiar she was with racing cars,

she had put in a lot of effort in this industry, but she had concealed it from him flawlessly? “Sure

enough, the daughter brought up in the Jones family is hypocritical.” He frowned in frustration and

turned off the TV. Because that woman once again tugged at his heartstrings, this made him very

unhappy. On the day of the official competition. “Ladies and gentlemen, this Red Flame Cup race is

about to begin!” “The camera has come to our contestant area. It is facing the number one car…” Along

with the voice of the host in the broadcast, all the drivers were making their final preparations. Davis sat

on the steps, staring at the No. 4 car. It was Nore’s car, and standing next to Nore, the one who was Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

checking with him was Lyra. “Tsk, I was careless in the preliminary round. Do they really think they can

win?” He spat on the ground, and his eyes became fierce.