Chapter 128
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Chapter 128 Full of Lies âI canât figure it out. Thatâs why I ask you, Dr. Lane.â
Just like during the journey here, Jane was very capable of restraining her emotions.
Seeing that the car had already turned into the familiar street, Cora asked her back, âSo, you suddenly decided to learn woodcarving to figure out why I became Sir Yorisâ apprentice. Is that correct, Dr. Yoris?â
Jane did not respond, which could be regarded as acquiescing.
There was no point in denying it. In fact, Cora had already seen through her motive as early as when she followed Cora to become Gideonâs apprentice.
And because of Janeâs frankness earlier, Cora no longer continued to hide. âIf I say I do this solely for self-protection, will you believe it, Dr. Yoris?â
Jane parked the car under Coraâs apartment and looked at Cora with a puzzled expression. âSelf-protection? What self-protection?â
Although she didnât like Cora, she still believed her words at this moment.
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Cora said, âYou should ask your mother about this. She knows it better.â
Then Cora took her bag and pushed open the car door. âDr, Yoris, I still need to thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to drive me back.â
At this point, Janeâs mind had started to become a mess.
She couldnât figure out why this matter was related to her mother.
When she pondered whether she could believe Coraâs words while gripping the steering wheel, she saw Cora, who had gotten out of the car earlier, knocking on her car window.
Jane had no choice but to roll down the window.
Cora bent down and said sincerely, âAs a reward for driving me home tonight, I would like to advise you that I have no interest in assisting you. You have to deal with dirtiness when you learn woodcarving, and it is an exhausting and strenuous job. There is no need for Dr. Yoris to learn this art just to compete with someone like me.â
Jane didnât think that Cora was persuading her out of kindness, so she just replied with a smile, âYouâre worrying too much, Dr. Lane. I just didnât wish for my grandfather to have no one to inherit his skills. Anyway, itâs getting late. You should go back and rest early, Dr. Lane.â
âGood night, Dr. Yoris,â Cora said before turning around and walking away.
Jane soon started the car and disappeared into the night.
When Cora got inside, Byron was already in the apartment.
âIs this the ruthless thing you meant?â He didnât turn on the lights, and the room was a little dim.
However, with the shine of the floor-to-ceiling window, Cora could still see that Byron was standing by the window and smoking a cigarette.
Under the dim light, his slightly taut lines on the sides of his face as well as his Adamâs apple that occasionally bobbed up and down became more alluring.
Janeâs car was parked downstairs earlier, and Byron was standing by the floor-toceiling windows, so he must have seen everything, including what he should and should not have seen.
She didnât feel guilty about being caught doing something bad and just put the bag on the cabinet before seductively walking toward Byron.
âYeah, we have put our affairs under the nose of your fiancée. Are you afraid?â
She didnât mention the matters of Sara and infiltrating the Yoris family, because she couldnât stand it and felt disdainful about it.
Furthermore, she also thought that if Byron was truly siding with Jane or the Yoris family, he might not be able to accept whatever she might tell him about these things.
She walked toward him gracefully. Her steps were slow, and each step was sparking anxiety as if she was lighting a fire in the manâs heart.
Byron simply didnât wait any longer and brought this delicate flower of his into his arms in a few steps. He said, âWhat am I afraid of? I have nothing to do with them.â
Cora didnât have the mood to act in front of him, so she grabbed the manâs collar and looked up at him.
âThen, if I do crueler things to your fiancée, will you turn against me?â
Under the dim light, Byron looked down at her.
This woman was not a pure angel. She could be a demon, a charmer, and a schemer.
He just wanted to get rid of her at first, but the closer they got, the more he had to admit that he was addicted to her.
This was not a good sign.
As far as he was concerned, being too greedy for a woman was tantamount to having a weakness.
But did he really want to go that far for her?
Byron supposed he still needed to think about it.
However, his long silence seemed to have caused the woman in her arms to misunderstand something, as she quickly let go of his collar and broke free from his long arms.
âA manâs mouth is truly full of lies. You said that she has nothing to do with you, yet you started to worry about her the moment I said I wanted to harm her!â
Cora seemed to only turn around and grumble as she pleased.
Only she knew that turning around was just an excuse to conceal the gradually broken expectation and attachment in her eyes.