Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 15 His Lips Met

Hers

“I’m on my way!”

Ending the call, Eric felt his patience wearing thin. Yet again, Hadley had landed herself in trouble. Ever since she returned to Srixby, chaos seemed to follow her everywhere.

Now, she was being held at a police station for assault?

This wasn’t just another minor issue–it was serious.

Grinding his teeth, he grabbed his keys and stormed out, heading straight for the police station.

The city was eerily quiet at this hour, the roads nearly deserted.

Eric pulled up at the station in under thirty minutes.

Just as he stepped forward, a young officer blocked his way. “This area isn’t open to just anyone. Who are you?”

“They called me in.”

His expression remained impassive, his gaze unwavering. “I’m here for Hadley Pearson. I’m her… friend.”

“Hadley Pearson? Very well, go ahead.”

The officer granted him entry and shouted back into the station, “Someone’s here for Hadley!”

“Really? Send them through!”

Seated inside, Hadley was taken aback. Who could it be?

She turned in confusion, only to meet Eric’s stern visage, intensifying her bewilderment. Why was he here?

Eric’s expression was grave, his demeanor cold.

“Hadley, tell me the truth. Did you orchestrate this? Are you trying to complicate my life now? Is this your way of holding on to me?”

The situation was painfully reminiscent.

Four years ago, with Linda’s incident, Eric had similarly rushed to judge, leaping to conclusions without grasping the entire situation or knowing all the details.

Hadley parted her lips to speak but then chose silence.

Let him think what he pleased.

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Their paths would soon diverge completely, leaving no connection between them. His opinion of her was

irrelevant.

“Are you going to say anything?” Eric let out a short, bitter laugh when Hadley remained silent. “I must have hit the mark, huh? Grandma actually thought you’d changed, that you’d grown wiser! How ridiculous!”

For a moment, even he had believed she had changed. But clearly, it had all been an act.

“Uh…”

A police officer finally intervened, pulling Eric aside. “Sir, please calm down. Let me explain the situation first.”

“Fine.” Eric exhaled sharply, forcing himself to rein in his temper. “Go on.”

“Alright.”

case is closed. There’s no concrete evidence, and honestly, taking this to court would be a pointless drain of time and money. It’s

information, Eric fell into a contemplative

Hadley. Was this really how things

actually harassed her, and she had only

deliberately

situation, it was only because he hadn’t given her a ride that she ended

with that thug…

tightening as he mulled it over. Turning to the officer, he

we’ll go ahead

“No!”

abruptly shot up from her chair, her posture firm

authority to speak

single cent!”

“This is-”

rage. “Enough of this!

turn this into a whole ordeal? Don’t listen to her–I’ll

please come

as she glared at him, fury burning

I said no settlement!”

she seriously going to drag

“Is that so? And what exactly do you plan to do about

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override her decision. Her eyes stung with

ultimately made the payment, signed the necessary documents,

settlement.

to collect your belongings, and

thanked the officer and his focus shifted back to Hadley. “Let’s go. Get your

much as a glance in his direction, Hadley stood and walked straight

officer handed it

She rummaged through it, checking each item–her phone,

“Everything’s accounted for.”

unexpected object. Pepper spray made sense, but a

carry

the brick, his eyes narrowing as he noticed the dried blood

taking it from his grasp and attempting to

raised a hand, stopping her. “Miss, that’s considered a dangerous object. You

it with you.”

brows lifted in

potential weapon. You wouldn’t be able to get through subway security with that. Consider yourself lucky this time that no major harm was

her face before she let out a quiet sigh.

rest of her belongings into her bag and

“Appreciate it, officer.”

“No problem.”

another word, she turned and strode out of

brisk, her movements

hurried after her, struggling to keep pace.

home!”

“Don’t touch me!”

eyes flashing with alarm as she shot him

“Stay back!”

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lifting his hands in a gesture of surrender. “Alright, I won’t touch you. I