Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband ( Cora Lane ) - Season 7 Episode 23

Cora felt Byron’s gaze, like a sharp blade, resting on her neck, which made her hesitate.

Maybe because Jerry saw her wavering or what, he suddenly said, “Let’s go. We have to go congratulate Old Mr. Lloyd.”

When the voice fell, he held Cora’s hand.

Cora once instinctively wanted to break free but caught a glimpse of the half–smile in Jerry’s eyes.

She suddenly thought of their agreement, so she could only stop struggling.

Later, she and Martin were taken by Jerry to congratulate John’s birthday.

When the two walked towards John, Jerry lowered his head and reminded her in her ear, “Don’t look back!”

“What are you trying to do?”

Jerry smirked. “Helping you piss him off!”

Cora was speechless.

She felt like he was trying to piss her off!

Chapter 623 I’m Helping You Perhaps it was because Cora’s questioning eyes were too obvious, Jerry also saw through her mind and smiled again.2/5

“People often don’t know how to cherish things that are too casy to get. I’m making him cherish you!”

Cora rolled her eyes quite politely. She just felt that he was causing trouble for her.

“Forget it. Looks like you don’t appreciate my kindness at all. Let’s hurry up to congratulate him. The banquet is about to start.”

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“Okay…”

Cora and Jerry chatted and walked over, but they did not know that Byron was still staring at their backs.

Jerry cared for Cora and Martin for four years, so Byron felt that he could acquiesce that the relationship between Cora and Jerry was closer than other men and could be more open–minded.

However, when he saw the backs of the two leaving together, he had the urge to destroy everything.

He almost wanted to take practical action, but at that moment, he met Martin’s gaze looking back at him.

The eyes of father and son met, and for the first time, he read emotions other than indifference and disdain from Martin’s eyebrows. It was sympathy.

Chapter 623 I’m Helping You But even so, Byron was not comforted.

So, after sending John a set of inkstones, Byron sat down at a table in the corner, drinking wine alone.

But even so, this man was like a ray of light, making people involuntarily focus on him.

Not long after he took his scat, several famous ladies and daughters in Leucrest Town came up to him.3/5

“Which family are you from? Why haven’t I seen you before?”

Hi sir, what’s your surname? Let’s get to know each other. I’m Lisa Ann, the daughter of Bright Group.”

“I’m Lana Gold, and my father is Walter Gold, from the Commercial Bureau. If you need anything, you can contact me. This is my WhatsApp number.”

He was like a magnet, attracting many top–notch ladies and daughters in Leucrest Town to his side.

But he did not care about these admiring eyes at all and poured himself a drink on his own.

Seeing this, several ladies frowned.

“Is that guy here to get a free meal?”

“I don’t think so. You can see that the suit on his body is of a high–end private design. There’s no way he just came here to eat Chapter 623 I’m Helping You and drink.”

“Perhaps the suit was rented?”

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These women all believed they were the most beautiful women in Leucrest Town and had a lot of admirers.

It was extremely rare for them to ask for a man’s WhatsApp. They felt that any man would at least give them some respect.However, to their absolute surprise, the man in front of them treated them indifferently. They felt like their dignity was being stepped and stomped on the ground.

How could they not get angry?

However, amidst their taunts, the man still did not speak, only drinking silently.

It made them feel more and more that this man was here just to get free drinks.

“Like drinking so much? I’ll buy you another ten bottles.”

“I’ll buy you 50 bottles, and you tell me which nightclub you work in.”

This man looked so handsome. He had to be a top gigolo at some nightclub!

Several people talked more and more vigorously, and they almost wanted to take Byron down directly.

But at this moment, a female voice suddenly came from behind. “Stop.”