Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 9

Chapter 9 You Actually Have a New Lover?

Lyra wolfed down her lunch, adjusted her mood, and went directly to the second company for the

interview.

Fortunately, she did not insist on working for a certain company. She sent her resume to a few more

companies, and the second company was no worse than the first one.

During the last part of the interview, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and a graceful

figure walked in.

“What a coincidence. I didn’t expect to see you again here. Don’t try to act tough. You won’t pass this Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

interview.” Alma looked down at Lyra and stroked her hair.

“It was you?” Lyra stood up with her bag in hand and looked at Alma and the middle-aged man. “You…”

“I forgot to introduce you. This is my uncle.” Alma smiled.

It was as if someone had slapped Lyra on the cheek, causing her to feel a burning pain.

It turned out these people had taken her self-introduction as a joke and had been watching her silly

performance.

“I’m really sorry.” Alma stood in front of her in a domineering manner and mocked, “Based on the fact

that you are Hank’s ex-wife, I can’t possibly let you stay here.”

“I understand. Sorry for disturbing you,” Lyra said as she adjusted her condition very quickly.

She didn’t bother to waste any more time with Alma and simply left, bumping Alma’s shoulder.

This was beyond Alma’s expectations, and her thin eyebrows could not help but twitch.

At the entrance of the building, Lyra stood there in her thin clothes. No matter how the cold wind blew

past her face, she could not feel the coolness at all. The passing staff could not help but look at her,

feeling that she was somewhat familiar.

“Miss Jones.” At this time, Alma also came out of the building and stopped Lyra.

When Lyra turned around, she handed out a business card. Her red lips parted slightly and she said

with an insincere smile, “If you really can’t find a job, why don’t you try it here? There shouldn’t be a

more suitable workplace for Miss Jones than here, right?”

Lyra took it suspiciously. The four words on the business card were clear, “Creek Club, Brook Villa”

These words made her feel cold all over, and she remembered the night when she boldly barged in.

Looking at Alma’s expression, she must have already known.

The business card was pinched by Lyra’s fingers. Tear it, or throw it away?

This kind of humiliation was nothing to her at this moment. She simply smiled and said two words,

“Thank you.”

“Thank you?” Alma almost thought that she had heard wrong. But for a moment, she could not think of

any mocking words.

“Lyra!” A car stopped at the entrance of the company building. Nore took off his helmet and waved at

her through the window.

He had been racing for the whole day and had thought of coming here to pick up Lyra as soon as he

was done. He did not expect to really see her.

“Sorry, someone is coming to pick me up. See you.” Lyra said to Alma. Under Alma’s suspicious and

jealous eyes, she slowly sat on the passenger seat of Nore’s sports car.

“Where are we going?” Nore tilted his head and asked her.

“Whatever. Just leave this damned place.” Lyra looked straight at the road ahead, the corners of her

lips slightly raised.

“Roger that! Sit tight!” Nore instantly understood and started the engine.

The roar of the sports car was very loud, shaking the women passing by and making them scream.

Alma clenched her fists, almost gnashing her teeth.

“Lyra, I didn’t expect you to find a new lover so quickly.”

And from the looks of it, this man was not worse than Hank.