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Chapter 728 Am I like a Crutch?

Amid Evie’s and Harry’s astonishment, Cora didn’t even spare a glance at Byron. “There are plenty of

people willing to help you walk Why don’t you ask them to come over and assist you?”

While Cora’s words didn’t explicitly mention Evie, she didn’t even spare a glance for her. Both Evie and

Harry understood that Cora was referring to her.

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Evie even thought to herself that if she were in Byron’s position, she would probably have other people

come and help or even break off the engagement right there.

After all, there were countless women in the world, and let Cora regret her decision!

Evie, too, momentarily looked at Byron with anticipation.

As long as the man called out to her, even with a mere glance, she would have eagerly stepped

forward.

However, in her hopeful anticipation, Byron said, “I just want you to help me walk‘

Evie furrowed her brows. Byron’s behavior was far from the domineering image she had imagined.

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Even though Byron was patiently using words that didn’t quite fit the image of a powerful executive to

coax Cora, she remained indifferent to him.

She even retorted to him, “Do I look like a cane to you?”

Byron suddenly burst into laughter. “Not at all.”

And then, he embraced Cora’s waist and led her outside.

As they stepped out of the private room, Byron didn’t forget to turn back and greet Harry. “We’re

leaving first.”

“Alright, you and your wife should get some rest early,” Harry replied.

With a smile in his eyes, Byron looked quite different from the person who had been drinking alone and

looking like the world was about to collapse just moments ago.

Harry suddenly understood. Byron probably just wanted to wait for Cora to come and take him home.

He could walk ninety–nine steps, and as long as Cora took one step forward, he would be satisfied.

It was really heartwarming…

Harry couldn’t help but envy this kind of devotion, the kind of love that was willing to give everything.

He also really wanted to love passionately like that again.

However, his marriage with Jane had already drained his enthusiasm, and he wasn’t sure if he could

ever love like that again in the

future.

Harry stared absentmindedly in the direction that Cora and Byron had left, while Evie had already

turned cold–faced, ready to leave the private room.

After all the effort she had put in, Byron still seemed so obedient to Cora, which infuriated her even

more.

She felt the need to adjust her strategy. She couldn’t just wait desperately for Byron’s attention at the

Eversong Club. Instead, she needed to take the initiative.

However, as she got up, the sound caught Harry’s attention once again, and his gaze landed on her.

“Do you see it? Between the two of them, there’s absolutely no place for you as the standby third

party.”

Harry’s words clenched Evie’s hands, which were resting on her thighs, into tight fists.

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Chapter 728 Am I like a Crutch?

She wanted to retort to Harry, but considering he was a regular at this top–notch private room, she held

back.

Offending him could not only cost her the chance to enjoy the services of such a premium room, but it

might also lead to her being banned from Eversong Club entirely, and even her position at New York

might be at risk

So, in the end, Evie didn’t say anything and simply left the private room…

Cora hailed a car, and both she and Byron sat in the backseat.

However, whether due to discomfort or other reasons, she hadn’t paid any attention to Byron since

getting in the car. Her gaze remained fixed on the scenery outside the car window.

Byron had consumed a lot of alcohol and wasn’t feeling well, and he kept his eyes closed and leaned

back in his seat.

After a while, he took the initiative to speak, “Don’t you have anything you want to ask me?”

“Will you tell me everything if I ask you?”

Even without opening his eyes to look at Cora, Byron could sense a hint of tension in her voice, like a

trace of gunpowder.