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

Chapter 30 Bright Smile

Following her electrifying jazz performance, Hadley quickly rose to fame.

Under Lennon’s astute marketing stunts, she had become Galant’s star attraction.

Guests were willing to pay big money just to see her. But Lennon understood the power of rarity and refused

every offer.

He kept even Hadley’s identity under wraps.

To the patrons, she was only known simply as Miss S, which only heightened the intrigue.

Tonight, the buzz was that Miss S would perform, drawing an unprecedented crowd to the nightclub. The evening’s takings were through the roof, multiple times higher than normal.

“There she goes, on stage!”

Everyone’s attention shifted to the stage.

Abruptly, darkness enveloped the stage.

The murmurs halted as anticipation built,

Then, a single spotlight illuminated, revealing Hadley in a flowing red outfit at center stage. As the music swelled, she moved gracefully, captivating everyone.

Hadley executed a graceful twirl and leapt up, casting a playful look at the audience.

Yet her identity remained concealed, her face obscured by a delicate veil, adding to her allure.

“Bravo!”

“Amazing!”

The crowd was initially taken aback by her dramatic entrance, but then burst into applause that swelled like an

ocean wave.

Hadley’s performance continued seamlessly.

Her movements were fluid, as if she were a breeze weaving through trees, mesmerizing and effortless.

Wires attached to her allowed her to move in sync with the melody, captivating everyone present.

“She’s incredible!” Barrie exclaimed, visibly impressed.

“Absolutely.” Marshall agreed. “This new dancer at Galant really stands out from the rest.”

The performance itself was a feast for the eyes.

Eric watched, his expression a mix of admiration and slight unease, but he remained silent.

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Denver couldn’t contain his enthusiasm. “She’s obviously skilled. A real professional, unlike those amateurs we

often see here.”

“Is that so?” Marshall chuckled, glancing at his cousin. “Sounds like someone has a bit of a crush.”

“L… I…”

words, his face turning red.

were

“Wow!”

crowd suddenly erupted in

gracefully, ribbons encircling her as if she were an angel descending

“Where’s she going?”

“Who knows!”

“Over here, please!”

audience stretched out their hands, eager to graze

was floating directly towards the booth by the

seat, intently watching as the

she caught

with the choreography. With a deft movement, she swept her long,

reached out to catch

Hadley swiftly withdrew her sleeve before his

the faint scent

her veil, Hadley was sure Eric wouldn’t recognize her. She flashed a brief smile and twirled back

center of the

Who’s the

booth

VIP got that

it

then the stage lights suddenly went dark, and the

lights flickered back on, S had

deep in

as though he had been hit by a bolt from

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shoulder. “Come back to

laughed at

gifts for a

really impressed,

it off!” Eric retorted, his voice a blend of humor and annoyance.

a beat when S flicked her sleeve toward him, or

peculiar feeling of familiarity with the dancer? It puzzled Eric.

evening, Hadley performed just

shouted for more, Hadley felt

an encore. “Look, Hadley, one performance per night is enough. Do you

in those few minutes? Remember that. With

betting pool will be yours. You’ve earned it.”

share of the earnings

reason for dancing at the nightclub.

and head

“Alright, Mr. Lewis.”

office, Hadley headed towards

the way, a young man approached her in the staff hallway, leading her

him a polite

“You…”

young man halted, his eyes fixed on Hadley as he swallowed nervously.

“You don’t work

“Last time, you dropped your

on Hadley. “Oh… Yes,

perfect, she remembered recent events clearly.

in the staff

little uneasy as he scratched the back of his head. “I’m not too

actually looking for the restroom.”

“Right.”