Chapter 246 Lyra Madden is a Dog
Julien went over and held Lyra in his arms.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was because he was heartbroken for her.
However, only he himself knew that the hug was devoid of warmth.
"Manager, how do you n to handle this matter?" While Layden took off his jacket and draped it
over Sydney, he looked at the manager and asked coldly.
The manager''s heart sank, and he sighed before saying, "Sirs and Ma''ams, I''m terribly sorry about
what happened. We didn''t expect the chandelier to fall so suddenly either. This matter ispletely
our fault, and we will take full responsibility for it. We''ll exempt the four of you from the bill, pay all
the medical fees of the twodies, and also grant you a membership card. What do you think?"
The manager cautiously looked at Layden and then at Julien.
In his opinion, the decision was in the hands of those two men.
However, Layden looked at Sydney instead and asked, "Sydney, what do you think?"
Sydney rubbed her temples. "Let’s just go with what the manager said. After all, we can''t me this
matter on the restaurant either. No one knew that the chandelier would suddenly fall. We were just
unlucky enough to be sitting under it."
"In that case, we''ll do as she says," Cayden replied to the restaurant manager.
The manager was incredibly grateful. "Thank you, thank you. Thank you both for your
understanding. My deepest apologies for ruining your good mood."
Then, he bowed to Sydney and Cayden.
After Cayden helped him up, he looked to Julien''s side as well. "What about you, sir?"
Julien was worried that Lyra would cause trouble again, so he pursed his lips, taking the initiative to
reply, "We''ll go with their wishes too."
The manager was incredibly grateful.
He was afraid that those two would be more troublesome to deal with.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that thedy who hurt her face was a difficult
person.
Fortunately, the gentleman was quite understanding. If it were thedy who hurt her face, she would
definitely not let the matter rest so easily.
After solving the guests'' problems, the manager wiped the sweat from his head and finally breathed
a sigh of relief.
Right then, a waiter who was cleaning up the chandelier said in confusion, "Sir, this chandelier is
very strange."
"What''s wrong?" The manager walked over.
Sydney and Layden also looked over curiously.
Even Julien turned his gaze over there.
"It''s this part." The waiter pointed at the pir of the chandelier. "The pir isn''t rusted or corroded.
How did it break?"
"That''s..." The question stunned the manager.
He looked at the pir of the chandelier with a mix of expressions and could not find the words to
say for a long time.
The pir connecting the chandelier to the ceiling was very thick and strong. It was made of alloy
and was incredibly firm. Unless the pir had rusted, it would not fall from the ceiling even if there
was a 10.0 magnitude earthquake.
Alloy would not rust easily, and it would take a decade or two for it to decay. However, the
restaurant had been open for less than a year.
"Did someone tamper with it?" Sydney narrowed her eyes and suddenly spoke up.
Layden nodded. "That''s very possible. If the chances of the pir breaking by itself are too small,
maybe someone deliberately broke it." "D-Deliberately?" Stunned, the manager hurriedly said, "Sir,
please don''t say such nonsense. How could we have tried harming our esteemed customers? We''d
be courting death if we did."
"You''ve misunderstood. Cay isn''t saying that you guys did it." Sydney smiled at the manager.
The manager was relieved to hear that they were not referring to him. However, he asked in
confusion, "In that case, who are you referring to?"
Sydney shook her head and did not answer.
To the side, Julien''s eyes darkened, and he suddenly remembered his car ident.
Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.
His car ident was deliberately nned by someone, and he had not found who that person was
yet.
This time, the chandelier that fell was right above his head. Although it ended up falling on Sydney''s
table, their table was just a few feet away from his own.
Thus, it was very likely that the original target of the chandelier was him instead.
Maybe it was the same person as the one who set up his car ident before.
However, the next second, he dispelled his suspicions again.
When Lyra and he came out, they had only agreed to have dinner. They did not decide in advance
which restaurant to go to and only decided to eat here when they drove to this ce.
In other words, they made a snap decision toe to this restaurant. However, the person who
tampered with the chandelier must have done it in advance. It was impossible to sabotage the
restaurant in advance unless the person had the foresight and knew that he woulde here.
Simrly, Layden, who was the first to specte that the ident was actually man-made, also
dispelled the idea.
He looked up at the ceiling and then at the chandelier on the table. His usually gentle face looked
doubtful." That''s strange." "What''s wrong, Cay? Did you discover something?" Sydney looked at
him.
Layden touched his chin and nodded. "The ceiling is too high. It looks around 30 feet tall, and
normaldders don''t reach that high. It''s basically impossible for someone to tamper with it unless
they have professional lifting machines. However, such machines arerge and can''t be transported
through the door of the restaurant."
The manager hastily agreed. "This gentleman is very right. Our restaurant decor is based on the
Renaissance period and built ording to the castles in Ustrana. The castles from that time had
very high ceilings. These chandeliers were installed using professional lifting machines, and the
restaurant door was only installed after that. Otherwise, the machines can''t be transported in."
"In other words, it wasn''t tampered with?" Sydney frowned.
Just as Layden was about to answer, Lyra, who had her wound treated, said, "Mr. Lowe, one
moment you say that it was tampered with, and the next moment you say that it wasn''t. Don''t you
think it''s rash of you to say such nonsense?"
A hint of hostility shed in Layden''s eyes.
Sydney covered her injured arm and defended him. " Layden made a reasonable deduction based
on the situation. What do you mean by nonsense? Besides, don''t you think you''re being too rude by
interrupting when we''re talking? Oh, I forgot. Shameless people like you don''t have any manners, to
begin with."
"You..." Lyra red at Sydney furiously.
Sydney sneered. "Look at how you''re baring your teeth. What? Do you want to bite me? Lome on,
then. Bite me."
Then, she stretched out a finger, gesturing for Lyra toe at her as if she was teasing a dog.
Lyra''s body shook as her eyes went bloodshot." Sydney Raines, how dare you treat me like a
dog?!"
"I never said that. You admitted it yourself. Since you called yourself a dog, I guess you are one. I''m
not denying it. Why are you so agitated?" Sydney brushed her hair and said with an exasperated
expression, "I can''t believe there are people who insist on being a dog these days. Cay, don''t take
to heart what Ms. Madden said earlier. After all, we''re not from the same species. How degrading is
it to argue with a dog?"
Knowing that Sydney was scolding Lyra so badly to help him, Cayden''s heart softened, and his
eyes were incredibly gentle when he looked at her. "Okay, I''ll listen to you, Sydney. I won''t argue
with a dog."
To the side, the manager watched the verbal battle and thought, ''Oh, geez!
''Catfights are really terrifying!''
"You... You..." Lyra''s finger trembled violently as she pointed at Sydney and Cayden.
However, Sydney and Cayden did not even look at her, strictly following the doctrine of not arguing
with a dog.
Lyra almost fainted from anger. She turned around and clutched the corner of Julien''s coat, not
hiding the resentment in her eyes. "Julien, they''re scolding me. Didn''t you hear them?"