Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband ( Cora Lane ) - Season 4 Episode 18

Evelyn might not be the cleverest, but she was definitely athletic.

After a while, she managed to snatch Cora’s cell phone and tried to end the call.

“You won’t be unemployed, and you won’t get into the National Shooting Team,” Evelyn said.

But after fiddling with Cora’s phone, she realized that the screen had always been off, so she glared at

Cora. “Are you messing with me?”

However, Cora gave her a cold look. “How can you be so sure that I won’t lose my job? It seems like

you were the one behind those photos and the people who posted them.”

In fact, Cora had been suspecting Evelyn for some time.

After all, Evelyn was the only one apart from the Yoris family who had conflicts with her during that

period.

However, the Yoris family proved their innocence by producing unedited footage of the surveillance

records as evidence, so Evelyn was the only one left as the possible culprit.

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Ever since meeting Evelyn in front of the Hansen Mansion earlier, Cora had been planning on subtly

feigning a phone call with Steve while in front of Evelyn.

Now that Evelyn approached her, she figured she would take the opportunity to carry out her plan.

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Yet, Evelyn firmly denied any involvement, “It wasn’t me. Your job at the hospital doesn’t bother me.

Why would I sabotage

your work?”

“Indeed. My job at the hospital is none of your business, but the same can’t be said of my desire to join

the National Shooting Team. You trained hard for many years wanting to win the gold medal, but it may

just end up in my hands.”

Evelyn had the urge to slap Cora, who sounded almost cocky.

“You can’t join the National Shooting Team willy–nilly. Plus, they won’t accept you if they know your

scandals and how chaotic your private life is.”

“My membership in the team isn’t solely up to you. Steve cares the most about results and rankings.

Everything else isn’t of his concern. In fact, he might help get rid of those scandals for me, if they ever

existed in the first place, so that I am eligible to join the National Shooting Team.”

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Their bickering only heightened Evelyn’s worry.

Admittedly, Cora had struck a nerve in her.

Evelyn had practiced diligently for years to win the gold medal in international competitions and gain

enough recognition so that she could stand out among the country’s young women.

But if Cora, with her superior marksmanship, joined the National Shooting Team, she would

undoubtedly win the gold medal, rendering Evelyn’s efforts futile.

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Moreover, Evelyn understood that Nora’s sudden urge to have her marry Byron was because she could

potentially win the gold medal, which would elevate the Hansen family’s status among the wealthy

families in the country.

She was also aware that Steve would actually help Cora deal with the scandals.

After all, Steve had the ability to do so, given his connections in both civil society and the underground.

Most importantly, he greatly admired those with exceptional marksmanship.

Even during training, he would frequently praise his favorite apprentice, who had perfect scores,

expressing deep appreciation as he did.

Thus, Evelyn had no doubt that if Cora mentioned her interest in joining the National Shooting Team, Steve, with his position as the team’s coach, would ensure her

swift entrance.

“So, Evelyn, I’m sure you will clarify the fabricated scandals posted on the hospital bulletin board?”

Cora asked, observing Evelyn’s worried expression.

“I already told you it wasn’t me!” Evelyn was still in distress.

Cora took a firm stand. “It doesn’t matter if it was you. If you don’t want me to approach Steve, you will

resolve these issues for me. If I end up losing my job here, I don’t mind earning my wages by joining

the National Shooting Team.”

After her forceful demand for Evelyn to clarify the situation, she was prepared to leave.

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As she took a step, she noticed Byron smoking a cigarette while leaning against the wall in the corridor.

The embers at the cigarette’s tip glowed intermittently, and his eyes were unfathomable as he looked at

her…