Chapter 501 Which Relative?

Cora felt wronged.

She was only trying to get treatment for Martin and had never been involved with any other man.But Byron misunderstood her so much, even shouted at her in front of the bustling crowd on theground floor of the Hansen Group.

At that moment, although Cora had warned herself not to cry for such a man anymore, she couldn'thelp but feel her eyes welling up with tears.

"I just have a relative with psychological issues, and I want to replace Dr. Watts for treatment.”

Cora tried hard to explain.

But Byron stubbornly asked, "Which relative?”

Four years ago, he already knew Cora wasn't biologically related to the Lane family, and Cora stillhadn't come back to the Yoris family.

Moreover, Cora almost had no contact with the Lane family's relatives since the bankruptcy of theLane family.

So when Cora suddenly mentioned a relative, it made it hard for Byron not to suspect that she wasrunning errands for Jerry.

"Someone you don't know. Please, can you just tell me how to contact him?"

If it weren't for Martin and if she had any other options, Cora wouldn't use such a submissive tone infront of him

But Byron felt furious as he mistakenly believed that Cora was beseeching him for the benefit ofanother man.

Thus, Byron looked down on Cora with contempt and even refused to give her an answer.

Not getting an answer, Cora became more and more anxious. "Do you want me to beg you?"Finally, Byron reacted.

But instead of responding to Cora's question, he strode forward, bumped into her shoulder, andwalked into the conference room.

Cora watched Byron's receding figure and couldn't help but shed tears of frustration.

But before Cora could fully release her grievances, her phone rang.

It was a call from the head nurse Sadie.

Cora picked up the call and panicked at what Sadie said on the other end.

"Okay, I'm coming right away."

Cora didn't have time for anything else and rushed out of the Hansen Group.

On the other side, Byron, who had entered the conference room, found himself couldn't focus onwhat the employees were reporting.

His mind was occupied by the image of Cora with tears in her eyes, begging him

"Mr. Hansen?"

Just then, Carter called him.

It turned out that an employee had finished reporting for a long time and was waiting for Byron'sapproval, but he was immersed in his own world.

Byron looked up at the bewildered and anxious face of the female employee, which reminded himof Cora's unsettled appearance just now...

Then, Byron looked at Carter and said, "You take charge of this meeting.”

Then, Byron walked out of the meeting room, lighting a cigarette.

Byron gave himself an excuse. As long as Cora said the name of the person who needed treatment,and it wasn't Jerry, he would give her the contact information.

But little did Byron expect that after staying in the conference room for less than ten minutes, whenhe stepped out into the reception area, the woman had gone.

Byron took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled forcefully. "Hmph..."

If Byron hadn't come out so soon and discovered that Cora had already left, he would have thoughtsomething bad had really happened to her.

Looking back, Byron felt it was just his imagination that Cora needed help...

However, Byron didn't know that when Cora arrived at the hospital, a wealthy woman was pointingat Martin, berating him.

"Look at what you did. You tore my skirt."

"Mrs. Sara Yoris, the boy didn’t do it on purpose. Please forgive him."

"Forgive? Do you know how much this dress cost and how difficult it was to order? Now as it wasruined by a little bastard, shouldn't I scold him?"

While Sadie and the wealthy woman were negotiating, Martin hid under the table, looking uneasy.When he saw Cora appear, Martin immediately rushed into her arms...

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