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Chapter 409 You Owe Me

“Who is this?”

Byron answered the phone, and on the other end, he heard Jane’s sobbing.

“Byron, it’s me.”

To anyone else, her crying voice might evoke sympathy, but to Byron, it only made him feel inexplicably annoyed.

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“Don’t call me if there’s nothing wrong,” he replied, wanting to hang up the phone immediately.

But Jane continued, “I ran away from home without telling my grandfather and father. I got lost outside, and I lost my wallet and phone. I don’t know what to do…”

She still had a sobbing tone, and her voice trembled, portraying a sense of fear and helplessness.

Yet, as Byron heard her words, he suddenly remembered how Cora had dealt with Nicholas intruding into her room to violate her. The situation was much more severe than losing a phone and wallet, yet she hadn’t called him for help. Instead, she took care of Nicholas herself.

As for the incident with Nicholas being mauled by hyenas, apart from initially crying upon hearing the news, Cora didn’t show

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any other signs of distress.

Even though she was still scared, she didn’t display it or seek pity intentionally.

Just like now, while he was on the phone, Cora obediently waited near the baggage claim area.

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or Carter for help.

with Cora, Jane seemed much more

suddenly became a lot

this common sense. If you can’t handle such a small matter, you

that if Cora had encountered the same situation, she would have probably caught the thief herself

just so scared.

to create an

Byron.

if he could pity her, he might even let her stay in

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she never expected Byron’s reaction to

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Harry,” he mercilessly exposed Jane’s intentions before

phone booth, Jane burst into laughter after being hung up

her to find

the case, she would do

only hoped that

call, Byron quickly went up to help Cora with their

bags and sent

felt like ages, they didn’t plan

suddenly went out before Cora could put on her

which she had deliberately tried to forget, filled

to drown in her despair, a

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on her.

“Are you okay?”

and saw Byron holding

herself into Byron’s arms,