Chapter 213 Suspended For Investigation

• “Then I’ll go invite him up. Don’t regret it if we do something.” Cora looked up at Byron and smiled charmingly, revealing her dimples. As she said that, she even made a gesture as if she were going to call Tyler to park the car. But the man pulled her back into his embrace, causing a sharp pain in her sprained ankle again. “Ouch!” Noticing the abnormality, Byron instantly showed concern in his eyes. “What’s wrong?” “I sprained my foot,” Cora replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Byron quickly squatted down to check her ankle, which was now wrapped in bandages. He frowned and asked, “What happened?” “I sprained it while walking. Tyler happened to pass by and took me to the hospital,” Cora explained. Byron didn’t say anything else and simply carried her back home. Back home, Cora didn’t just sit idle. She started reading books related to business tactics.
• “Why are you reading these?” Byron frowned when he saw her reading, feeling somewhat displeased. “I’m learning something about business. Maybe it can help you in the future. Isn’t it good?” Cora replied without even raising her head. She didn’t tell Byron about the assessment because Nora had requested that she not. But as soon as she finished speaking, Byron snatched the book from her hand, saying, “Instead of reading these meaningless books, why not help me with something we can do right now?” “What are you referring to?” As Cora raised her head in confusion, Byron suddenly k*ssed her. Afterward, Cora took two days off due to her injury. However, the next afternoon, she received a phone call informing her that several photos of her interacting with different men had appeared on the hospital bulletin board, causing extremely negative effects on the hospital’s reputation, and she must immediately return to the hospital. Reluctantly, Cora hobbled her way to the hospital conference room.
• As she arrived, William and other hospital leaders and executives were all present. The conference table was covered with photos torn from the bulletin board, many of which showed explicit content. The faces in the photos indeed belonged to Cora, but the men were either blurred or only captured from the waist down. Cora hadn’t expressed her opinion yet when William came over to her. “What’s wrong with your foot?” He asked. “It’s sprained. Are you happy to see me like this?” Coral retorted coldly, not believing for a second that William was genuinely concerned about her. “Why would I be happy that you’re injured? Do you think I’m the one who posted those photos?” “It might not be you, but you could have asked someone else to do it, or perhaps Mrs. Sara Yoris asked someone to do it,” Cora replied with icy words.