Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 67 Do You Need Someone for Entertainment?

Chapter 67 Do You Need Someone for Entertainment?

Cora went upstairs to find Lisha, told her that Erik had asked her to go to his office, and took the

elevator downstairs.

But before the elevator door closed, someone pushed the button outside, and it opened again.

Suddenly, Byron and Jane appeared at the other end of the elevator door.

The man was in black suit, black shirt, and black trousers, wearing black from inside to outside. The

woman was in a white dress, white coat, and white bag, wearing white from inside to outside.

They were clearly two completely different extremes, but they were surprisingly harmonious when they

stood together.

The sky was bright and clear today, but Cora felt inexplicably cold all over her body. She was so cold

that she couldn't move.

It was Jane who took the initiative to greet her, "Hello, Dr. Lane."

Cora nodded slightly but couldn't make a sound, as if something stuck in her throat.

After Jane said hello, she entered the elevator room with Byron.

His innate strong aura made Cora unconsciously retreat to the corner of the elevator.

When the elevator was going down, Jane suddenly asked, "Byron, are you going to the company

now?"

She quietly looked at Byron, and seeing that Byron looked indifferent and hadn't had any

communication with Cora, she felt that she was too suspicious before. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

"Yeah." Byron only stared at the floors displayed on the electronic screen, seemingly carelessly.

"Can you give me a ride? My car is taken to get serviced today." Jane said.

"Okay."

Hearing Byron's response, Jane was a little overjoyed.

But she didn't know that the interaction between her and Byron was so hurtful in Cora's eyes.

Fortunately, halfway down the elevator, the family member of a patient whom Cora had come into

contact with before also entered the elevator, temporarily diverting Cora's attention.

"Dr. Lane, this is my mother's inspection report. Can you take a look at it for me?"

"Okay."

Generally, Cora would not refuse these requests as a doctor.

"Her situation is okay, but the diet should be as low-salt and low-fat as possible."

"Thank you, Dr. Lane. Well..."

After the guy thanked her, he suddenly blushed. "Are you free tonight, Dr. Lane?"

Cora frowned slightly but did not answer.

At this time, the elevator door just opened, and Cora walked out.

The guy followed behind. "Nothing serious. I have a few movie tickets. I thought it would be better not

to waste them..."

As the two walked away, his voice could not be heard clearly.

So, they didn't know whether Cora agreed or not.

But Jane still couldn't help sighing, "Dr. Lane seems to have good relationships with men."

Only she knew how much envy, jealousy, and slander in this sentence.

But she didn't know if Byron had listened because the man's expression was always surprisingly

indifferent, giving people the feeling of being too lazy to care about anyone else.

When he got in the car, he smoked more violently.

However, Jane didn't think it had anything to do with Cora. In her impression, Byron was always

smoking when he was with her.

Besides, Jane didn't see the anklet on Cora's ankle just now, so she wondered if Byron planned to wait

until her birthday to give it to her.

After all, her birthday was only two months away!

Thinking of this, she was full of anticipation again.

However, what Jane didn't know was that Byron appeared at the door of Cora's apartment again that

night.

At that time, Cora was waiting for food delivery.

Doorbell rang.

She thought it was food and opened the door directly.

But she saw Byron standing at the door, looking down at her condescendingly. Under the combination

of light and shadow, his deep and handsome face seemed to be very gloomy.

"Mr. Hansen, you are lonely again, aren't you? Do you need someone for entertainment?"

Cora thought of how he and Jane walked around together during the day, and the sarcasm on the

corner of her lips could not be concealed.