Chapter 25

Chapter 25 On the Edge “Hey, look at that... I know Cora is a beauty, but she’s really hot in that dress.”

Hearing Harry’s remark, Byron shifted his cold gaze from Sally to Cora’s departing figure alongside Eason.

His eyes first fell upon Cora’s feet, adorned in champagne-colored high heels. Her slender and dazzling ankles led to her beautiful legs.

But Byron’s attention quickly shifted when he noticed Eason tightly holding Cora’s hand.

Harry couldn’t help but comment again, “Looks like my Cousin Mia’s engagement party is on the edge. She wasn’t attractive to begin with, and now compared to Cora, ouch... With that dress Cora’s wearing, we all know what Eason’s gonna do to her...”

Harry suddenly felt the atmosphere freeze around him. He turned to face Byron’s icy stare.

Only then did Harry recall that Byron and his nephew’s ex-girlfriend also had something going on.

“Well, your nephew’s ex is clearly here to win him back today. You should let her go! You can always find another hot chick.”

Without the glorification of the identities of a young lady from a good family and being Eason’s fiancée, Cora was nothing more than a hot plaything in Harry’s eyes, especially since he knew that Cora had been involved with both Eason and Byron.

But Harry’s carefree tone was short-lived. Byron sternly warned, “Mind your words. I can teach you manners if your parents didn’t bother.”

Byron’s voice cut through the air like an icy snowstorm. Stunned, Harry exclaimed, “Hey! How could you treat me like this for that woman? Jane will be here soon, mind you!”

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Harry believed that Byron was merely playing with Cora, considering Jane the perfect match for him, and that Cora’s resemblance to Jane, both being medical professionals, might be the reason why Byron sought solace in Cora as a substitute while Jane was away.

Byron’s displeasure had been evident when Cora left with Eason earlier. But it was likely due to his possessive nature, which Harry assumed would fade with time.

Yet to his mention of Jane, Byron simply replied, “So what?”

***

In a corridor outside the banquet hall, Eason led Cora away, his grip firm on her hand. Cora tried her best to shake off his hold.

Eason looked at the woman he used to adore and said with a ha rse voice, “Cora, we can’t get back together. Don’t waste your time. Don’t embarrass yourself.”

Cora scoffed. “Embarrass myself how? I didn’t come here to win you back. Don’t flatter yourself!” She hadn’t realized Eason could be so narcissistic.

Eason pressed on, “Then why did you spread rumors about you and Carter?”

Cora’s expression momentarily froze. She truly had no relationship with Carter and felt guilty for getting him involved in this mess.

But in Eason’s eyes, her reaction seemed like a confirmation of her relationship with Carter.

When Mia told him about it last night, Eason didn’t believe it because he knew how hard it was to win Cora’s heart.

Yet now seeing her attitude at the mention of Carter...

“Cora, you know the Pope family’s influence surpasses ours, and their biases regarding social status are no less harsh than ours.”

“That’s not your concern,” retorted Cora. In truth, the biases based on social status were merely excuses for Eason’s cowardice, his unwillingness to defy his mother, and his preference for the wealthy while shunning the poor.

Eason’s eyes burned with desire as he continued, “You know, Cora, there’s still a way to maintain your previous lifestyle without demeaning yourself.”

Cora frowned, not saying anything.

“Be with me, and I will cover your mother’s medical expenses and ensure you a carefree life, just like before.”

Whether it was due to Cora’s association with Carter or her exquisite appearance today, Eason’s desire for her was ignited.

Cora couldn’t believe what she had heard, “You want me to be your side piece?”