Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 227 Gain the Initiative

Chapter 227 Gain the Initiative

"Mr. Hansen, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to join our company's team-

building event."

Jason said all kinds of enthusiastic and polite words.

However, Byron remained silent after getting out of the car, his gaze coldly scanning the employees.

It wasn't until he spotted a familiar figure in the crowd that he withdrew his gaze.

"Our Hansen Group is also planning a spring team-building event, and we heard that your company is

going to Rainforest Resort. So, I came here to see if there's anything we can learn from."

His indifferent and detached attitude gave off a strong sense of being in control.

"Mr. Hansen, you're responsible in everything you do. Your success is like a textbook for us..."

Jason continued with some flattering remarks, prepared to discuss the arrangements and procedures

for the team-building event with Byron. However, Byron cut him off and said, "You can communicate

with Carter about these matters."

Carter, who just took two suitcases out of the trunk, felt speechless.

Carter didn't want to discuss team-building matters with that bald-headed president. The Hansen

Group had dedicated staff to handle those things.

But since Byron had brought it up, Carter reluctantly approached Jason with pleasantries. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

As for Byron, who distanced himself from the matter, he was now standing by the car, smoking.

Cora sneaked a few glances at him from behind the crowd.

Byron wasn't dressed in a suit and tie today. Instead, he wore a white polo shirt and white trousers,

exhibiting a casual yet elegant demeanor.

His tall figure and extraordinary temperament made him stand out in the crowd. After he arrived, the

young women couldn't help but talk about him.

Cora realized that her gaze unconsciously lingered on him and quickly retracted it, feeling annoyed with

herself.

Although she had thought that Byron's sudden appearance at this small team-building event might

have been because of her, she resolutely turned away.

They had already parted ways, and there was no point in getting tangled up again.

It was not like he would marry her just because he attended the team-building event for her...

"Hey, Cora, are you thirsty?"

When Cora was bowing her head, sorting out her thoughts, Lucas suddenly handed her an unscrewed

thermos cup.

"Thank you, I happen to be a little thirsty."

Cora took the thermos cup, ready to take a sip of water.

But not far away, Byron extinguished his cigarette and coldly ordered Jason, "It's time to get on the

bus."

Jason couldn't afford to neglect Mr. Moneybags, so he hurriedly urged everyone to board the bus.

As a result, Cora couldn't finish drinking the water. When Lucas put away the cup, he coldly locked

eyes with the man next to the Maserati...

Cora and Lucas were seated in the front row of the coach, and coincidentally, Carter and Byron were

also assigned to the same row.

Perhaps Byron was not accustomed to this type of car, so when he got in, his brow furrowed.

Carter knew exactly how Byron would react and raised an eyebrow to signal Byron to choose a seat.

In the end, Byron sat on the aisle side.

Even though he was by the aisle, there was still Lucas between him and Cora.

As soon as Lucas got on the bus, he took the initiative to offer his seat, saying, "You sit by the window.

The view is better."

In addition, he took out some snacks and a tablet that he had prepared in advance. "Here you go, and I

downloaded a few movies that you might like."

"Let's eat and watch together." Cora handed one earphone to Lucas.

With the movies Lucas had prepared, Cora felt that although she was separated from Byron only by a

seat, it wouldn't be too difficult to endure.

At least she could eat snacks and discuss the plot with Lucas.

On the other side, seeing the two of them chatting and laughing while watching movies and eating

snacks, Byron couldn't help but give Carter a stern look.

Being oblivious to the situation, Carter handed Byron his phone, which was opened to a novel. "Shall

we read the novel together?"

The icy coldness in Byron's eyebrows almost turned into frost. "What do you think?"

Carter felt speechless and thought, "Other people's bosses usually make their own decisions, but why

does my boss always seem to enjoy asking rhetorical questions in situations like this?"