Snatched A Billionaire To Be My Husband by Shabi's pen

Chapter 27 Angry with Him
Carter led Cora to an exclusive lounge, which had been specially built according to Byron’s preferences, as the banquet
hall for this engagement party was also one of his properties.
With a little more thought, one should be able to deduce the connection between Cora and Byron. Unfortunately, Eason
and the others believed that it was simply Carter overstepping his authority by using Byron’s lounge. They believed that
Byron and Cora, coming from completely different worlds, would never cross paths.
“I’m not going in. My friend is still waiting for me,” Cora asserted.
“Mr. Hansen is inside,” Carter said.
Cora frowned. She really wanted to ask, ‘So?!’ But before she could utter a word, Carter pushed open the door.
Cora’s gaze landed on the man sitting in the innermost part of the lounge. Byron was dressed in a black suit, blending
seamlessly with the room’s black decor.
As he smoked, the cigarette between his fingers emitted a flickering glow, adding to his deep and cold aura. His piercing
eyes fixated on Cora’s feet.

Recalling the indifference on Byron’s face in the hall, Cora had no desire to subject herself to further humiliation.
“Mr. Hansen, I’m going back, I—”
Before she could finish speaking, Byron extinguished his cigarette and approached her, putting his arms around her waist.
The faint scent of aftershave mixed with tobacco instantly surrounded Cora, causing her nose to inexplicably sting.
Though she disliked physical contact like this, she couldn’t deny the allure of Byron’s aura, which curiously put her at
ease.
Before Cora could fully regain her composure, Byron’s voice resonated from above her head. “Mhm, it’s better for you to
go back. You shouldn’t have come here.”
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Byron’s voice was lower and gentler, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. People would probably never believe that
Byron could speak to a woman in such a soft tone. Yet, Byron couldn’t figure out how his words could have angered Cora.
The woman who had obediently stayed in his embrace moments ago suddenly pushed him away with all her strength, her
voice filled with resentment. “Yes, indeed, I shouldn’t have come to this place. There’s no need to humiliate myself here!”
Cora was almost hysterical. She resembled a cat with its fur standing on end, ready to fight anyone who crossed her path.
Yet she was well aware that Byron was not someone she could afford to offend. Thus, without waiting for Byron’s
response, Cora swiftly exited the lounge and returned to the banquet hall.
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The engagement party was about to commence, and nearly all the guests had arrived.
As Cora gracefully passed through the crowd, making her way to Sally, she became a living embodiment of a goddess in
the eyes of men. Their exclaims of admiration filled the air, while even the women who had surrounded Mia showered
Cora with praise.
“That must be a runaway princess from a fairytale book!”