Chapter 124 Dancing With the Devil


    Chapter 124 Dancing With the Devil


    At night, Cora stood by therge floor-to-ceiling window and sent a message to Arnold.


    She typed: [Sir Yoris, you said before that you would ept me as yourst apprentice. Does it still


    count?]


    Arnold replied almost in seconds: [Yes, of course. It still counts. Have you finally decided to have me as


    your teacher?]


    [Yes. But I would like to ask if the study time will be very often. You know I''m still working in the


    hospital, and I also have to work overtime asionally. I''m afraid I will not be able to go to study on


    time like everyone else.]


    [No. As long as you be my apprentice, you can decide on the study time yourself. This is a special


    treatment that my other apprentices do not receive.]


    Cora was so brilliant. That was why Arnold believed she could still stand out among the other


    apprentices, even if she didn''t work as hard as them.


    Cora typed again: [All right. I will have you as my teacher.]


    [Then you maye to the Yoris Mansion tomorrow, and we will hold an apprenticeship ceremony.]


    Arnold sent Cora a location before telling her some details regarding the apprenticeship ceremony.


    Furthermore, he also told her that he would invite several woodcarving masters to witness the


    ceremony together.


    Although they didn''t interact much, Cora could really feel Arnold''s kindness toward her.


    It was also why she was feeling an immense sense of guilt right now, as it wasn''t her sincere intention


    to be Arnold''sst apprentice. It was to get revenge on Sara instead.


    From the time the Lane family members got into idents one after another until now, there was one


    thing that she understood the most, which was the weaker a person became, the more they would be


    oppressed.


    Especially when encountering someone like Sara, who liked to aggravate things further. If Sara didn''t


    take the necessary measures, she would definitely make a big fuss over Cora''s job. And if she could


    threaten Cora to hand over the evidence that would destroy Jane''s life, it would be the beginning of


    disaster in Cora''s life.


    That was why Cora had no choice but to take such an extreme method by using violence against


    violence.


    However, her heart wasn''t as wicked as some people after all. She felt a tightness in her heart,


    knowing that she had cruelly exploited Arnold''s kindness.


    She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn''t even realize that Byron had entered the apartment.


    Only when Byron had pulled her into his arms from behind did she notice his existence.


    "You''re home," Cora said.


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    "Yeah. What''s on your mind? You didn''t even turn on the lights."


    It was unclear whether it had anything to do with the lights being off, but Cora''s back looked lonely and


    frail under the lights of thousands of houses outside the window.


    Byron didn''t like this feeling very much.


    "I was thinking about howplicated a human heart is. Without realizing it, I''ve been forced to be


    ruthless for no reason."


    Cora didn''t resist Byron''s touch, even proactively sinking deeper into his arms.


    Perhaps during these days of their living together that he had be a part of her life, and her


    attachment had started to grow.


    Where in fact, this was not a good sign.


    Once Byron pulled away and left, it would be a cmity for her.


    However, she didn''t want to worry about these things for the time being, for she really needed his


    Byron said, "If you want to gain a foothold in this cruel and cold world, even just a little, kindness and


    sincerity are not enough. You will also need a ruthless hand, enough patience and long-term nning,


    and the tenacity to climb up with your utmost strength."


    Byron stared at the lights ahead in the distance. The light in his eyes flickered on and off, making one


    uncertain whether he was advising Cora or himself.


    Cora turned around, her hands climbing up before sping around his neck. She deliberately tiptoed


    and pressed close to him, and gazed into his eyes from a close distance. "So, are you a good person?"


    "I never once thought I was a good person." Byron replied, and there was no change of emotion in his


    voice.


    "Then do I count as dancing with the devil?" Cora tried hard to push his neck again, pulling him closer


    to her.


    "I prefer you say sleeping with the devil." And thus, the man lowered his head and caught her lips.


    They were especially crazy that night. It was as if they were using passionate gestures tofort the


    hidden scars in each other''s hearts...