Babel Novel
Chapter 523 Finally see Anne's face
Chapter 523 Finally see Anne's face
In the anticipation of all the guests, Nil took the microphone, "After the group's deliberation, the Lloyd's
Corp of Crana won the bid for this project. Congratulations."
Applause erupted from the venue.
Some people felt lost. Some exclaimed, and some admired.
Lyra and Malcolm were the most calm ones, because this result was not unexpected.
Midst a round of applause, Lyra stood up gracefully and bow slightly to all the guests at the scene,
being courteous and polite.
She stepped onto the red carpet, took a step onto the stage and shook hands with Nil in front of
everyone, signaling a happy collaboration.
The media gathered around the two who were shaking hands and took photos of them.
Lyra's expression was appropriate and her temperament was elegant and generous.
At this point in the bidding process, it was basically over.
The groups that were not selected had to return without any success.
But to their surprise, Nil announced another piece of good news before announcing the end of the
convention.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have read all the projects of all the groups today. After consultation, we have
also seen another promising project and decided to give priority to the next project with this group that
won the bid."
All the guests were instantly energized, hoping that the name Nil announced would be their companies.
After much anticipation, Nil said slowly, "Congratulations to AN Group. It is an honor to work with your Content © NôvelDrama.Org.
company on your next project."
On the right side of the first row, a girl's slight cry of surprise rang out.
AN Group was the head office where Paul worked, the man who visited the Great Museum together
yesterday.
Under the applause, Paul's girlfriend, who was next to him, was excited and embraced him.
He said, "You are the one who planned this business case. It's all your credit."
"Thanks Paul, I love you."
After the two had no qualms about the intimate and affection, the girl in a white dress slowly got up and
bowed to all the guests on the scene with a smile and a humble attitude.
Form Lyra's direction, she could only see the girl's back, and her inconspicuous side face.
She clutched Malcolm's hand and her cold eyes narrowed, "I can't believe it's her, the girl who looks
like Ethel."
Anne Windsor?
Lyra repeated the name in her mind for many times.
Not far away, Anne stepped out of her seat and slowly made her way to the stage, shaking hands with
Nil in a friendly manner. And the cameramen took the photos of them again.
It wasn't until she came on stage and smiled toward the guests that Lyra got a good look at her face.
It was an unfamiliar face, not Ethel's.
Compared to Ethel's looks, this Anne, with a straighter nose, bigger and clearer eyes, and a smaller
jawbone, smiled very friendly that warmed people's heart.
Lyra stared intently at her face, feeling that each of her features together seemed to have a bit of
Ethel's charm.
What was more, was there really someone with an almost identical back with Ethel?
She pondered, looking colder and colder.
The bidding session ended and all the guests left one after another.
Malcolm suddenly received a phone call and ran to the next quiet passage to answer the phone.
Lyra's eyes were locked on Anne from the moment she stepped off the stage.
Seeing her chatting with Paul, Lyra walked over.
"Miss Windsor, you're amazing. You look so young but can actually complete a project with a big group
independently. You're personally selected by Mr. Grey. Congratulations."
Hearing her voice, Anne turned around warmly and smiled kindly, "Still not as good as Ms. Lloyd. After
all, I am involved in the next cooperation. Ms. Lloyd, you're the winner of this cooperation. I should
congratulate you on that."
Being closer, Lyra listened carefully to her voice, vaguely feeling it a little hoarse. It was not the kind of
voice as other young girl.
"What's wrong with your voice? It seems a little more mature than girls your age?" Lyra said it
euphemistically.
Paul, who was still handsome in his forties, naturally put his arm around the small waist of Anne, and
helped her explain, "Anne grew up with this voice, but I like it very much and find it very pleasing and
special."
Lyra's gaze remained fixed on Anne's face as she casually asked, "And how old is Miss Windsor?"
Paul replied, "Twenty-one."
Twenty-one?
Lyra calculated that if Ethel was really alive, she would be 20 twenty years old this year.
Anne: "Ms. Lloyd, you have been staring at my face since a while ago. Is it because my makeup is
smudged today?"
Lyra responded with a smile, "No, your makeup is exquisite and makes me feel extraordinarily close.
There is always a sense of familiarity."
Anne smiled with her eyebrows arched, which was simple and playful, without speaking.
Lyra continued to test, "I remember both of you are from Owhil. How come Miss Windsor is so fluent in
Cranian when talking with me?"
"I studied in Crana for a few years before." Anne's expression was natural, "I also like Crana a lot. I
think it's a wonderful country, and I will go back when I have the chance in the future."
Lyra also smiled, "Miss Windsor, you're welcome to be a guest in Crana, and if you do visit Crana in the
future, you can call me. I will be happy to be your tour guide for a day to promote our country's customs
and culture."
"Then thank Ms. Lloyd for your hospitality."
The two looked at each other and nodded in a friendly manner.
Paul embraced Anne's shoulders and turned to leave the place.
Until they both left, Lyra was still standing in the same place, reviewing the chatting and Anne's every
move in the brain over.
For this girl, she always felt a little strange.
But Ethel was already an actress who had won many awards, and it was easy for her to hide her
unnatural actions and play simple.
Thinking of this, Lyra took out her cell phone and wanted to call directly. Considering that Crana should
be night at this time, and she didn't know whether Eleven was asleep, she chose to send a text
message.
[Check out the list if there is a name of Anne Windsor. Focus on her personal information, all
information.] After sending the message, she turned her phone off and put it back in her designer bag.
Malcolm had finished the phone call and walked back quickly.
He had a cold look on his face and a bad expression.
Lyra immediately sensed the unpleasant feeling from him.
"What's going on? Who called you?"
Malcolm lowered his head and tried to hide it, but he didn't expect Lyra to see through it instantly.
Lyra looked at his expression and her tone was serious, "Answer me. Is something wrong with Spencer
and Momo?"
Malcolm tightened his palms, "Keira just called to say that yesterday it rained all day in Suham. The
temperature plummeted. It was a little cold. They probably took Spencer and Momo to play in the
garden. They accidentally got a little cold ... "
"You get to the point!" Lyra scolded in a low voice.
Malcolm took a deep breath, "The babies have a high fever."