My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

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 plan 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 is completely 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 two ladies, 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 blame 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 the lady who hurt her face was a difficult person.

Fortunately, the gentleman was quite understanding. If it were the lady 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 pillar of the chandelier. "The pillar isn't rusted or corroded. How did it break?"

"That's..." The question stunned the manager.

He looked at the pillar of the chandelier with a mix of expressions and could not find the words to say for a long time.

The pillar connecting the chandelier to the ceiling was very thick and strong. It was made of alloy and was incredibly firm. Unless the pillar 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 pillar 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 accident.

His car accident was deliberately planned 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 accident 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 place.

In other words, they made a snap decision to come 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 would come here. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Similarly, Layden, who was the first to speculate that the accident 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 normal ladders don't reach that high. It's basically impossible for someone to tamper with it unless they have professional lifting machines. However, such machines are large 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 according 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 flashed 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 glared 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 to come 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?"