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

Chapter 23

Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can’t Afford Me Now

Chapter 23 Move Out Of His House

Having completed her tasks, Hadley felt a sense of relief wash over her. Now, she could depart with peace of

mind.

Before leaving, she snagged the remaining two pieces of bread from the refrigerator.

She made her way back to her new rental

Fortunately, the peak of rush hour had subsided, leaving the roads open and easier to navigate.

Upon arriving, Hadley unlocked her new home, placed her suitcase inside, and rolled up her sleeves, ready to

clean.

She diligently cleaned every surface, dusted all areas, and neatly arranged her possessions.

By the time she finished, the day had turned into night.

Feeling her stomach rumble, Hadley remembered the bread she had consumed on the bus ride, it had hardly satisfied her after all the cleaning

With her wallet in tow, Hadley secured her apartment and walked to the nearby supermarket

She bypassed the better options, opting instead for a huge loaf of bread, some pickles, and a jar of peanut

butter.

Once home, Hadley prepared a simple meal–peanut butter sandwich with some pickles.

Options were few. Without any income yet and after parting with $5, 200, she had to make each dollar last.

The $5,000 from the police settlement wasn’t her choice, but Hadley was adamant about not letting Eric handle

it.

She was determined to sever all ties with him.

Luckily, Hadley had a job now and would soon get her first paycheck. She would have to stretch her budget

until then, but at least she wouldn’t starve.

This situation didn’t faze her, she had endured far worse.

Back in Blathe, Hadley once rummaged through restaurant bins for food.

At least now she could afford some bread and pickles, and she no longer faced the harsh glares or had to compete with homeless people over discarded food.

Gone was the delicate young woman the Flynn family had once sheltered.

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Chapter 23 Move Out Of His House

Late that night, Eric arrived back at Silver Villas around two in the morning

The living room was shrouded in darkness, with only the dim light from a streetlamp filtering through the

window.

Entering, Eric instinctively looked towards the sofa.

his eyes deceived him, and

no, his initial

The sofa was unoccupied.

there? It was incredibly late.

derisive snort. “Done playing the helpless card?

dizziness washed over him, prompting him to

he had inadvertently overindulged

ado, he

emerged late from bed, nursing a hangover that was

Lina Hinks,

I found this on the table for you. Please,

“What’s this?”

the substantial

he wondered what it

was thick, seemingly stuffed with cash,

Eric Flynn, enclosed is $5, 200. Of this, $5, 000

the standard rate. I’ve moved out. Apologies for any

Hadley Pearson.”

the entirety of the

the

“What on earth…”

aside and continued deeper

bathroom, he noticed the absence of Hadley’s

“Lina!”

to his

he gestured towards the servants quarters. “Have these rooms been

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Occupying them?”

Lina replied, puzzled. “They’re

was clear then. Hadley hadn’t just moved to

left for

departed the previous

she had settled her

of fifteen, Hadley had depended on the Flynn family for

Eric’s eyes as his lips curled into a sneer. “Hadley, do you

then dialed

was still deep in

“Hello…” she answered groggily.

“Hadley,”

over the phone, yet Hadley sensed an underlying coldness that made her

swallowed hard,

“What’s up?”

return last night? Where did you

What?

of surprise jolted Hadley more awake. “Didn’t you read the note I left?

said you could

the anger in his tone nearly piercing Hadley’s

“Since when do I need your approval? It’s your house. I shouldn’t

I’m not wanted.”

off guard by Hadley’s retort, Eric fell silent, unable to

that you’re worried about? I admit I messed up the other day. That

reassure Eric, she continued with a tone of resolve, “I promise to be available every day until we

Her assurance was firm.

couldn’t quite

years abroad, you’ve learned nothing about courtesy. Can’t you even give

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