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 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.