Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband ( Cora Lane ) - Season 2 Episode 4

Byron withdrew his gaze and replied with a half smile, “Work is okay, and I’m not that busy. The boss treats me very well.”
When Cora heard the part about his boss, she almost couldn’t hold back her laughter.
This man had really thick skin, and he didn’t forget to praise himself in this situation.
“That’s good. I heard that nowadays young people work overtime all the time. It’s time-consuming and harmful to their
health. I’m afraid you will do the same.”
Later, Flora and Byron talked about many topics, such as how many people there were in their family and whether they
planned to live with their parents after they got married.
Cora interrupted several times, thinking that Flora had asked too many questions.
She and Byron didn’t even count as dating, so there was no need to know whether he wanted to live at home when he got
married.
“Mom, we aren’t even starting to date yet, so don’t ask.”
“You are all together ready, and you haven’t started anything? And I just want to ask Byron what he thinks as a reference
for your future.” Flora insisted.
It was Byron who took the initiative to soothe her. “Mrs. Flora Lane is concerned about it. I bought a property myself in the
early years and planned to move out after I got married.”
“Very good. Wouldn’t it be challenging to take out a loan with your kind of work at the current house price?”
Cora felt that Flora’s question was a little unnecessary.
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This person was New York’s God of Wealth. He should have so much money that he couldn’t spend it all in his next life.
Why would he need a loan to buy a house?
As expected, Byron replied, “No.”
Later, Flora chatted with Byron a lot and said before parting, “Actually, I was worried that If the operation went wrong,
Cora would become helpless, so I was in a hurry to ask her to bring you here.”
“Mom, I said before that this operation has a high success rate, so there’s no need to do this.” Cora quickly comforted her.
Instead, Byron said solemnly, “Mrs. Flora Lane, don’t worry. No matter what the result of the operation is, I will take good
care of her.”
“With your words, I am relieved.”
Flora thanked him again and again.
Cora gave Byron a complicated look.
After they said goodbye to Flora and left the hospital in Byron’s car, Cora still couldn’t settle down.
“Thank you for today…”
Initially, she just wanted to get someone to prevaricate Flora, and she didn’t expect that Byron not only helped her out, but
also impeccably played the part.
Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Byron glanced at her sitting in the passenger seat. “Thank me? Why don’t you
tell me how come my job is an assistant?”
Cora was stunned for a moment, she didn’t expect that it was rare for her to express her gratitude, but the other party was
still struggling with such a minor detail.
Byron didn’t get a reply, so he asked again, “Could it be planned from the beginning to steal Carter from me?”
His voice was as deserted as the late-night autumn wind blowing in through the car window.
“You should ask your fiancée this question, not me.”
Cora’s temper flared a little, and she cast her eyes on the scenery that kept moving backward outside the car window.
“What does this have to do with her?”
“If she hadn’t gone to my mother and told her that I had an assistant as a boyfriend, I wouldn’t have been put on the spot
to ask for help.”
After saying this, Byron remained silent for a long time.
The silence in the car lasted long enough and made Cora feel awkward, so she glanced at him quietly.
However, with the light pouring in from the car window, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners looked even
more palpitating, and his eyes were even more unpredictable.
Cora thought he could be thinking about how much truth was there regarding what she said just now. After all, it involved
his nominal fiancée.
Feeling little anger, then she unconsciously blurted out. “What? Don’t believe what I said?”
But the man suddenly stepped on the brakes. “No, I was just wondering if you suddenly took the initiative to look for me to
play last night. Was it for me to help you?”
Listening to the word “play” that the man said slowly, Cora didn’t know why so many R-rated images appeared in her
mind, so she was a little annoyed.
“Is it so important that I asked you for help? Haven’t you already refused?”
They were about to go their separate ways, yet she was still thinking about those things with him!
Maybe she really was just like what she said, a bad pers