Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband ( Cora Lane ) - Season 6 Episode 69

“Four years ago?”

William quickly grasped the key point.

He hurriedly checked the signing time on the identification report and found that it was indeed four years ago.

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In addition, the paper of this report had turned slightly yellow, indicating that it was not recently made…

In his heart, he already had a bad conjecture.

But before he could say anything, Byron sneered, “No wonder Cora refused to acknowledge you as her true family even four years ago, even though she knew about it. And now I know it is because none of you are worthy of being her family.”

“She knew four years ago?” Arnold’s hands began to tremble as well.

Four years ago, Arnold had a good impression of Cora and inexplicably wanted to be closer to her.

Even when he saw Cora diligently learning wood carving from him, he had thought it would be great if she were his own granddaughter.

But later, Jane actually plagiarized Cora’s carving of the original model of the old Lane Mansion, and he had chosen to protect Chapter 569 Hanging by a Thread! Jane, thus breaking off his mentor–ship with Cora.2/4

He still remembered it was Christmas Eve, a bitterly cold night, when Cora said to him, lonely and helpless, “Originally, I hoped to feel a little warmth of family from your side today on Christmas Eve. But now it seems like just a dream…”

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He had felt sorry for her back then, but between his own granddaughter and his apprentice, he had chosen his granddaughter without hesitation, leaving Cora to swallow her grievances.

But now, knowing that Cora was his own granddaughter, Arnold truly felt as if his heart had been crushed.

On that Christmas Eve, when everyone was celebrating and filled with joyous reunion, he dealt such a heavy blow to Cora, who didn’t even have any family at the time…

“Why didn’t you tell us earlier since you knew?” William’s eyes were also red.

William realized that he had repeatedly used the fact of whether she could work at the First Hospital to threaten Cora and force her to compromise with the Yoris family.

He really couldn’t imagine what kind of feelings Cora had felt when she knew they were her family, yet had to witness them doing so many hurtful things to her.

“Why? You should ask yourselves what you have done to her!”

After Byron’s rebuke, he continued, “Enough. This is not the time for you to cry. Cora is still running a fever and might be in Chapter 569 Hanging by a Thread!

3/4danger! Let George release Cora now, and I’ll go pick her up.”

After saying this, Byron left the Yoris Mansion with Carter and headed to the police station.

William picked up his phone and called George, hurrying toward the garage.

Sara forced herself to follow along, as did Arnold.

They all wanted to see for themselves whether Cora was safe.

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They hurried to the police station, where they were personally received by George.

“Why do you suddenly want to release Cora? Weren’t you saying before…”

George looked at Byron, then at the Yoris family members, feeling that their expressions at the moment were somewhat subtle.

“What happened before is in the past. Just give me a straight answer, is Cora okay right now?”

Arnold even impulsively stepped forward, grabbing George’s collar.

“Sir Hansen, let’s talk calmly. And besides, Cora was only locked up here, with someone specifically guarding her. How could anything happen?”

George felt that Arnold’s attitude was very strange, as he couldn’t understand why Arnold would express such concern forChapter 569 Hanging by a Thread!

someone who had been locked up by them before.

“Where is she? Take us to see her quickly.” Sara grew more and more anxious, urging repeatedly.

“This way, follow me.”

George hastily led the way. “It’s this room. We have someone specifically assigned to guard her. Nothing will happen…”

But just as they reached the door of the cell, they were all shocked by the scene.

Jane was straddling Cora, about to inject a syringe into Cora’s eye.

And Cora was desperately resisting, tightly gripping Jane’s hand, trying to prevent her from sticking the needle into her eye.