Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 77 Are You Going or Not?

Chapter 77 Are You Going or Not?

When Byron entered Cora's apartment, he saw her wearing an apron, adjusting her wooden carvingwith a file.

Apart from studying medicine, Cora's biggest hobby was wood carving.

She had always enjoyed playing with wood carvings to pass the time, and several ornaments in herLO apartment were her own creations.

However, Cora's mother, Flora, didn't like this little hobby of hers, so all the finished pieces shecarved had to be stored in her own little space. Unexpectedly, she survived the big fire because ofthat.

"So you really like these pieces of wood?" Byron hugged her from behind.

"Don't you think it's fun to carve lifelike things on a piece of ordinary wood?"

Cora felt the familiar yet unfamiliar warmth behind her and remained focused on the file in herhand.

"I always thought that only old men liked this sort of thing.”

In fact, Byron had met several people who enjoyed wood carving, the most representative beingJane's grandfather.

That old man's love for wood carving bordered on obsession.

After retiring, he devoted himself to wood carving and even became known for his mastery of thecraft. He became a master in wood carving. It was said that he was still searching for a lastapprentice to pass on his skills.

"Mr. Hansen, if you replace my personality dull and uninteresting, you shouldn't have come looking forme. Why beat around the bush like this?"

Cora didn't allow anyone to belittle her beloved hobby, so she coldly pushed away Byron's hands.However, Byron held her tight in his embrace. "I was just expressing my opinion on wood carving.Where did your mind go off to?"

Cora didn't respond, clearly not believing these nonsense words.

Since she continued to look at him with a cold face without uttering a word, Byron had to resort tohis "money power" once again to make amends.

"If you love wood so much, how about I give you a piece of rosewood?"

Cora didn't say anything, but her shimmering eyes clearly lit up.

Rosewood was a precious wood that, when polished and waxed, exhibited a deep black color,making it extremely beautiful.

However, this material was not only expensive but also difficult to replace.

Seeing how badly she wanted it, yet pretending to be innocent with half-lowered eyes, Byronfurrowed his brow slightly.

Other women would go to great lengths to hook up with him, but she not only tried to distanceherself from him in public but also calculated how to benefit from him behind his back.

Often, after Cora received his gift, the tense relationship between them would be alleviated.

This made Byron unable to help but wonder if someday he ran out of money, would she hesitate toleave him without a second thought?

Thinking about this, Byron inexplicably felt a bit annoyed. "If you want the rosewood, come with meon the weekend to attend a party at Breezy Tides Island.”

"What kind of party is it?"

Cora's rationality wasn't swept away by the allure of the rosewood. Even if she were given billions ofdollars, she wouldn't go if it was a partner-swapping party or something similar.

Although she was currently poor, she still had control over her own body.

"See for yourself." Byron couldn't be bothered to explain further and simply handed Cora the paperschedule and invitation card that Carter had just given him.

Cora only looked at the invitation card and immediately furrowed her brows. "Your fiancée'sbirthday party? What am I supposed to do there? Isn't that too much to bear?"

Although she already knew that Jane wasn't officially Byron's fiancée yet, Cora couldn't help butprovoke him.

"If she doesn't mind, what's your problem?" Byron lit a cigarette and asked.

"Is life too easy for you wealthy people that you intentionally hurt others’ feelings to seekexcitement?”

Cora's eyes dimmed slightly, but she didn't lose her temper. Instead, she flipped through theschedule of the party.

After finishing his cigarette, Byron pulled the woman who was still standing beside him into his armsand asked, "So, are you going or not?"