Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel Chapter 801

Cora watched Isidra's retreating figure with furrowed eyebrows. "Why did you say that to her?" she asked.

"I didn't say anything to her. Should I just let her continue meddling in our affairs?"

Byron had long grown tired of Isidra. She was staying in his house and trying to interfere with his relationship with Cora.

It was getting on his nerves.

He would have kicked her out long ago if it weren't for Cora's constant persuasion.

"She's just worried about how she might affect your work," Cora said, though she sensed something was off with Isidra's behavior.

"If you're not by my side, that's when it affects my work," Byron replied, pulling Cora onto his lap.

As Byron breathed in the familiar scent of Cora, all the weariness from a day of work seemed to melt away in an instant.

Feeling invigorated and with thoughts brewing, Byron felt tempted to kiss Cora immediately.

But Cora playfully evaded, saying, "Not here, we might be seen."

Being in the grand estate of the Hansen Mansion, Cora still had reservations about public displays of affection, especially since Isidra had just left.

Byron was well aware of Cora's concerns. He scooped her up in his arms and headed upstairs.

"I'll call Vaughn to handle the situation tomorrow. It's not right for someone to stay at someone else's home all the time," he said with determination.

Cora intended to persuade Byron to wait until Isidra's competition was over.

She suddenly realized Byron was carrying her toward his room.

"What are you up to? I haven't had my spaghetti yet!" Cora protested.

Although they hadn't held the wedding yet, their intimate moments as a couple were not few and far between.

Byron's demeanor and body temperature was like a coiled spring, ready to unleash.

"I'll have someone bring it up later," Byron said, advancing toward Cora.

Cora's body trembled as she yielded to his advances.

Suddenly, an idea struck Isidra. A cold smirk formed on her lips as she watched the two walk away.

Isidra came back to Georgia's room after a few minutes.

She expected Georgia to be fast asleep in bed after finishing her nighttime routine. To Isidra's surprise, she found Georgia fully dressed with makeup on her face while engaged in a video call with someone.

"Why have you suddenly become so busy? Is something happening at the company?"

Georgia inquired the person on the other end of the call.

Her tone wasn't accusatory but rather a mix of concern and a hint of flirtation.

The man's voice on the other side was tender and affectionate.

He assured Georgia, "I'll handle everything soon, don't worry."

Isidra sensed romance in the air, but it only fueled her jealousy.