Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 124 Dancing With the Devil

Chapter 124 Dancing With the Devil

At night, Cora stood by the large floor-to-ceiling window and sent a message to Arnold.

She typed: [Sir Yoris, you said before that you would accept me as your last apprentice. Does it stillcount?]

Arnold replied almost in seconds: [Yes, of course. It still counts. Have you finally decided to have meas your teacher?]

[Yes. But I would like to ask if the study time will be very often. You know I'm still working in thehospital, and I also have to work overtime occasionally. I'm afraid I will not be able to go to study ontime like everyone else.]

[No. As long as you become my apprentice, you can decide on the study time yourself. This is aspecial treatment that my other apprentices do not receive.]

Cora was so brilliant. That was why Arnold believed she could still stand out among the otherapprentices, even if she didn't work as hard as them.

Cora typed again: [All right. I will have you as my teacher.]

[Then you may come to the Yoris Mansion tomorrow, and we will hold an apprenticeship ceremony.]Arnold sent Cora a location before telling her some details regarding the apprenticeship ceremony.Furthermore, he also told her that he would invite several woodcarving masters to witness theceremony together.

Although they didn't interact much, Cora could really feel Arnold's kindness toward her.

It was also why she was feeling an immense sense of guilt right now, as it wasn't her sincereintention to be Arnold's last apprentice. It was to get revenge on Sara instead.

From the time the Lane family members got into accidents one after another until now, there wasone thing that she understood the most, which was the weaker a person became, the more theywould be oppressed.

Especially when encountering someone like Sara, who liked to aggravate things further. If Saradidn't take the necessary measures, she would definitely make a big fuss over Cora’s job. And if shecould threaten Cora to hand over the evidence that would destroy Jane's life, it would be thebeginning of disaster in Cora's life.

That was why Cora had no choice but to take such an extreme method by using violence againstviolence.

However, her heart wasn't as wicked as some people after all. She felt a tightness in her heart,knowing that she had cruelly exploited Arnold's kindness.

She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't even realize that Byron had entered the apartment.Only when Byron had pulled her into his arms from behind did she notice his existence.

"You're home," Cora said.

"Yeah. What's on your mind? You didn't even turn on the lights.”

It was unclear whether it had anything to do with the lights being off, but Cora’s back looked lonelyand frail under the lights of thousands of houses outside the window.

Byron didn't like this feeling very much.

"I was thinking about how complicated a human heart is. Without realizing it, I've been forced to beruthless for no reason.”

Cora didn't resist Byron's touch, even proactively sinking deeper into his arms.

Perhaps during these days of their living together that he had become a part of her life, and herattachment had started to grow.

Where in fact, this was not a good sign.

Once Byron pulled away and left, it would be a calamity for her.

However, she didn't want to worry about these things for the time being, for she really needed hiscomfort tonight.

Byron said, "If you want to gain a foothold in this cruel and cold world, even just a little, kindnessand sincerity are not enough. You will also need a ruthless hand, enough patience and long-termplanning, and the tenacity to climb up with your utmost strength.”

Byron stared at the lights ahead in the distance. The light in his eyes flickered on and off, makingone uncertain whether he was advising Cora or himself.

Cora turned around, her hands climbing up before clasping around his neck. She deliberatelytiptoed and pressed close to him, and gazed into his eyes from a close distance. "So, are you a goodperson?”

"I never once thought I was a good person.” Byron replied, and there was no change of emotion inhis voice.

"Then do I count as dancing with the devil?" Cora tried hard to push his neck again, pulling himcloser to her.

"I prefer you say sleeping with the devil." And thus, the man lowered his head and caught her lips.They were especially crazy that night. It was as if they were using passionate gestures to comfort thehidden scars in each other's hearts...