Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 17


    Chapter 17 Miss in Distress


    The next morning, Hank walked into the office and looked coldly at his assistant “Where is Lyra? Is she


    back?” Keith nervously held a document in his hand and swallowed subconsciously. He said with a dry


    throat, “Miss Jones is not back yet… but we have found out where she is.” “Speak.” Hank sat down in


    his seat “Miss Jones, she… she entered Brook Vi. I heard that she will officially be a


    waitress…” The document in his hand was pinched by a pair of big hands. Hank’s eyes were like a


    torch, and there was a cold feather arrow in them. “Waitress?” Keith’s back was wet with cold sweat,


    and he nodded. “Yes…” “Heh.” Hank sneered, his eyes cold. This woman was deliberately going


    against him, wasn’t she? Brook Vi was always at the top of the business circles. Who didn’t know


    that Lyra was once his woman? Now, was she going to p Hank in the face? “How much money does


    she owe people now? Pay back all her debt.” Keith was stunned. However, when he met Hank’s eyes,


    he did not dare to object. He responded and left the president’s office quietly. At the corner of the other


    side of the president’s office, Alma, who had heard all the conversation just now, had a resentful look in


    her eyes. Jealousy twisted her pretty face. “Lyra, you really are like a ghost that won’t disperse…” At


    night, Brook Vi was brightly lit. “Cindy, the manager said that we have to get ready. Are you okay


    here?” Luna, who was wearing a suspender dress, stood at the door and looked up and down at the


    youngdy who was in distress. Lyra’s name in Brook Vi was Cindy. It was the same name as


    Cindere, but her situation waspletely the opposite.She fell from the throne to the dust, and


    Cindere in the fairy tale had be a Princess because of a pair of crystal shoes. How ironic was


    the distance between fairy tales and reality?


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    Taking the lipstick away from her lips, Lyra’s spine, which had never been bent, stood straight, setting


    off her stubbornness. Her elegant shoulder and necklines were enough to arouse the desire of every


    man. “I’ll be right there.” When Lyra pushed the wheelchair and appeared in the clubhouse with


    delicate light makeup on her face, all eyes were focused on her. Some were stunned, some were


    disdainful, and some were cold. But most of them were greedy. “Ms. Lee, when did such a noble


    neere here? Why don’t you introduce her to us?” A Mediterranean man in a suit held a ss


    of champagne and looked at Lyra with a sly look. “Oh, Mr. Walter, this is Cindy, and it is her good


    fortune that Mr. Walter has taken a fancy to her. Why don’t youe over?” Lyra’s back stiffened, and


    her hands clenched tightly. However, she still took the wine ss that the waiter handed over and went


    to Mr. Walter’s side. Just as she was about to say hello, a sharp female voice with surprise sounded


    from behind her. “Lyra? Why are you here?”