Chapter 703
Snatched A Billionaire To Be My Husband by Shabi's pen
Chapter 703âBind His Hands Another man emerged from the private room as the woman rushed towards them.
The man held his head, and fresh blood flowed from between his fingers.
âYou bitch! You hit me, and now you want to run?â
The man looked around, and when he saw the woman next to Byronâs legs, his eyes turned fierce and malicious.
But as he followed the womanâs gaze upwards and saw Byronâs cold and handsome face, he was suddenly taken aback âMr. Hansen?â
1/2 The Pearson family was considered one of the top twenty families in New York Charlie had also accompanied his father to attend the Hansen familyâs banquets.
Of course, he knew Byron.
He didnât expect to run into Byron in such a place.
Was she telling the truth?
Was she Byronâs woman?
As Charlieâs heart was in turmoil, someone among Byronâs group recognized him.
âCharlie, what happened?â
Byron didnât even need to ask. Someone told him, âThis is Charlie from the Pearson family.â
There was no change in Byronâs facial expression.
Charlie observed for a long time but couldnât figure out the connection between Byron and the woman by his side.
âMr. Hansen, this woman hit me, thinking she has some authority because sheâs with you...â Charlie said.
He was testing to see if Evie was Byronâs woman while trying to shift the responsibility onto her.
As soon as he said that, almost everyoneâs expressions turned somewhat strange and awkward.
Some gazes were constantly going back and forth between Byron and the woman.
After all, just a moment ago, Byron mentioned that he had a child and was about to marry the childâs mother.
Now, another one of his women suddenly rushed out.
They couldnât help but suspect that Byron was only getting married out of obligation due to the child, and some even began to doubt the happiness of his marriage.
Only Harry looked at the woman on the ground with a hint of playfulness.
Compared to others, he knew better that Byron had always been in love with Cora only.
So, he was only curious about how Byron would handle this bitch!
Byron had been expressionless until Charlie mentioned the phrase âyour womanâ, and a furrow appeared on his forehead.
At one point, he almost extended his leg to kick the woman away.
But at that moment, Evie looked up with a tearâstreaked face, pleading, âMr. Hansen, please help me. Otherwise, he will kill me...â
Byron suddenly remembered that he had seen this person before, and she claimed to be Coraâs former classmate.
Chapter So he didnât kick her. Instead, he said to her coldly, âLet go.â
Evie couldnât figure out what this man was thinking But the manâs intimidating and cold aura made it seem like her life would be on the line if she didnât obey his orders.
So, in the end, Evie let go.
Charlie narrowed his eyes as he observed the interaction between them.
He thought the two of them probably didnât have any relationship.
Since they had no relationship, he must teach this woman a lesson today.
Not only did she hit him, but she also wanted to use Byronâs identity to intimidate him!
He didnât deserve his family name if he didnât punish her.
Just as Charlie contemplated dealing with the woman, he heard Byronâs cold and stern voice.
âWhat did he do just now?â
Evie had lost her last hope as she saw Byronâs cold face.
But the man suddenly asked about these things, making her feel like she had been instantly redeemed.
She burst into tears, unable to speak clearly, âHe touched me and still wanted to do something to me...â
2/2 Though the rest of the words were left unsaid, being adults, they naturally understood the implied meaning of those unspoken words.
Charlie still wanted to defend himself. âDid I do anything to you? Besides, you also hit me.â
With Byron backing her up, Evie felt even more justified and confident.
âYou didnât manage to do anything. It was because I smashed you with a bottle! Otherwise, you would have succeeded by now.â
Charlie was instantly speechless, unable to come up with a response.
At this moment, Byron ordered, âDrag the person outside and bind his hand.â