Chapter 222


    Chapter 222 Daydreaming


    Lyra sat on the sofa, recalling everything that had just happened in the conference room.


    Suddenly, the phone rang.


    “Hank, it’s me. My dad wants you toe home again tonight and talk about our marriage. Can you


    for a long time. Perhaps Hank had really wanted to use this cooperation case to ease his rtionship


    with the Kensley family. Her appearance had probably ruined his n again. If it were before, Lyra


    might be very happy. But the situation was different now. The Jones Group needed this chance to


    make aeback. Even if she had to kneel and beg, she would like to do so, as long as Hank could


    help her. Yes, so what if she begged him? In front of him, how could she have any self-respect and


    self-love? Lyra made up her mind. Because she had been working on those ns for a few days, she


    rxed at this time. Soon, she fell asleep leaning against the sofa. For some reason, when she fell


    asleep, she seemed to smell the aroma of the coffee mixed with a certain person’s smell, which was


    particrlyforting. She rubbed her hand against the folder beside her and muttered. “Sister Zhang,


    I want to eat braised pork tonight… and…” The man who had just returned to the conference room


    stopped and looked at her. “Mr. Barnwell, you have a dinner appointment with Mr. Walter at Heavenly


    Silk Restaurant tonight. You should set off,” Keith said as he pushed the door open. “I’m not going,”


    Hank said, raising his hand. “Alright, Mr. Barnwell. I’ll reply immediately.” Keith noticed that Lyra was


    asleep and immediately lowered his voice. “Heavenly Silk Restaurant, what’s their signature dish?”


    “Red Braised Meat.”


    Lyra slept soundly, and she could smell the fragrance of red braised pork in her dream. She slowly


    opened her eyes. Under the dim light, she caught a glimpse of the man


    working next to the desk. His sculpted eyebrows had a kind of bewitching magic. He frowned slightly as


    if he was considering something tricky. Lyra blinked and thought she was dreaming. She chuckled.


    “Hank, if you keep frowning like this, you will be very ugly when you are old.” The man paused and


    looked over. She had just woken up. She was still wearing his suit jacket. She lookedzy and rxed.


    From his angle, he could see the white skin under her cor. His Adam’s apple bobbed and his voice


    was cold and deep. “You’re awake?” Lyra was suddenly awakened by his words. Only then did she


    remember that she was waiting for him in his office. How did she fall asleep?


    Also, she seemed to be wearing his clothes!


    Her mind went nk, and she stood up immediately, the cor opening even wider. Hank mmed the


    document shut and walked in front of her. His tone was frighteningly cold. “If those ns do not work,


    are you going to use this method to seduce me and treat the Jones Group leniently?” “I am not…”


    Before she could finish speaking, he had already touched her waist. After a series of crackling sounds,


    she was lifted up and ced on the desk. The documents were scattered all over the floor. He


    suddenly leaned over, the desire in his eyes obvious and attractive. “In fact, you are still dreaming.”


    See


    Lyra’s pupils trembled slightly. Then, her lips were gently kissed by someone. The kiss became heavier


    and heavier, but it did not make her feel pain. His palm was also so warm, with heat, igniting every inch


    of her body. Still, dreaming? Otherwise, why would Hank do this to her? Lyra’s heart beat faster and


    faster. She raised her neck but suddenly stopped his further movement. “No, it can’t be like this.”


    “Not even in a dream?” His voice was hoarse. There were some things that he had endured day and


    night. He was afraid that she would resist and she would be afraid. He lowered his head and stared at


    her. She tugged at his shirt tightly, her neck full of marks.


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    He was too anxious.


    Lyra shook her head with her eyes closed. “I can’t do it in my dreams either!” Hank held her shoulder


    for a long time. “Alright.” His gaze was heavy as he spat out the word.


    He carefully picked her up and ced her on the sofa. Lyra closed her eyes, her eyshes trembling


    slightly. She slowly loosened her grip on his shirt. Was it really a dream?


    As the man left, Lyra fell asleep for a while. When she woke up again, she frowned and thought about


    the dream just now. She frowned and looked up. Hank came in with a box of takeout.


    “Eat.”


    He seemed to be indifferent as usual. He put the lunch box on the table and walked to the desk to


    continue working. Lyra also felt hungry at this time. “Red braised pork?” she smelled. She remembered


    that Hank did not like to eat this kind of thing. Why would he order this?


    Moreover, it was so coincidental that she had especially wanted to eat this dish today. “If you don’t want


    to eat it, just pour it out.” Lyra looked at the man over there and a heard Hank’s cold voice.


    Lyra quickly lowered her head, pulled out her chopsticks, and began to eat. She must have been


    dreaming just now! She ate very quickly. After eating, Hank also turned off hisputer. When he got


    up, he saw that most of the braised meat had been picked out. There was still rice left. He only nced


    at it and sat on the other side to eat. He did not mind that it was Lyra who had eaten it. “That, Mr.


    Barnwell,” Lyra wiped her mouth. “We don’t talk about business when we eat.” The man didn’t even


    raise his head, and his words choked back her words. Lyra had no choice but to shut up. He ate slowly,


    and she could only wait. “Mr. Barnwell, the car is ready.” It was still Keith who knocked on the door and


    came in


    Lyra thought that he still had something to do, and her heart sank when she thought of the recording of


    the responder. “The driver will send you back,” he said coldly. Lyra took her things and stood up. “Just


    now, the responder rang. Alma wanted you.” “I suddenly barged in today and caused trouble for Mr.


    Barnwell. I promise that nothing like this will happen again in the future. I’m sorry.” Then, she stepped


    out of his office. The man’s hand that was still holding the chopsticks paused there. After a while, he


    put them down and his eyebrows tightened. He did not me her, nor did he want to me her.


    Lyra was sent back to themunity by Hank’s driver. The driver watched her go upstairs before


    driving away. The security guards in themunity gathered together. “She sits in such a good car but


    lives in such amunity?” “Exactly. It must be a man.” At the Kensley family. Alma looked at the


    dishes on the table and was so angry that her face turned pale. “As I said, your words were too harsh


    and angered Hankst time. He doesn’t even reply to my call now.” On the day that Hank returned to


    China on his business trip, he dide to see the Kensley family. However, he didn’t say much before


    arguing with L and leaving with a flick of his sleeves. This time, Alma had mustered up her


    courage before calling him. Unexpectedly, she was still ignored. “No, I want to go to his house,” Alma


    said as she stood up. L’s face was livid. “You are pregnant now, why are you walking around


    everywhere? You have to be more reserved.” Wendy hurriedly came over to stop her.” “She went to the


    Barnwell group to make a scene today. Hank not only did not me her but also decided to continue


    working with the Jones Group. If this goes on… She had no chance of winning at all.