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

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Being Late On

Purpose

It was Monday today.

Mondays were Hadley’s days off, as Galant typically saw less business.

With free time available, Hadley chose to visit Nyla.

Nyla’s health was improving significantly; she was fully conscious and gradually regaining strength.

Together with a caregiver, Hadley assisted Nyla out of bed and wheeled her into the garden to soak up some sunlight.

“Hadley.” Nyla exhaled deeply, grasping Hadley’s hand. “I will always remember your kindness, dear.”

“I did what I felt was necessary for you,” Hadley responded, offering a soft smile as she shook her head gently.

Nyla squeezed her hand. “And I’ll never forget it.”

Tears welled up in Nyla’s eyes, her voice breaking. “My biggest regret is how I left you on your own these pas. years…”

“Nyla.” Hadley quickly pulled out a tissue to dab at the older woman’s tears. “That’s behind us now. I’m doing

well, aren’t I?”

“Of course.” Nyla affirmed with a reassuring smile. “You will always be part of my family, as Eric’s wife.”

Hadley’s face showed a moment of uncertainty.

She then decided to leave it to Eric to break the news of their divorce to Nyla however he saw fit.

She knelt to gently massage Nyla’s calf. “I don’t have work today. I’ll stay with you tonight, is that alright?”

“That would be wonderful.”

Just then, the caregiver approached. “Mrs. Flynn, you have a call,” she said, offering Nyla the phone.

“Thank you.”

Nyla accepted it and noticed Eric was on the line.

“Grandma.”

“What’s happening?” Nyla asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be at Linacre Lake now? Don’t worry about checking

in if you’re busy.”

“That’s not why I’m calling this time, Grandma,” Eric responded, his voice light with amusement.

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He continued, slightly amused. “I’m actually calling to see if you could have someone look for a manila envelope. I may have left it there.”

Eric had been spending nights at the sanatorium to be close to Nyla, often bringing work with him, which explained why he thought he might have left it there.

took on a

you need it immediately?”

meeting tonight.

“Certainly.”

herself, Nyla understood the importance of such requests. She set the

turned to

you mind checking inside my

“Of course.”

her way

C4–sized manila envelope. “Is this the

then reconnected with Eric on

was evident in Eric’s voice as he responded over the phone. “Grandma,

it sent to

Nyla consented and then ended the

call, she paused, struck by an idea.

Hadley.

you come here

“What is it?”

hand. “Eric needs these documents urgently. I trust no one but you to deliver them. Would you mind making the

the envelope, her voice lowering. “These papers contain sensitive business information.

weighing her response.

attempt to mend bridges between

wasn’t ready to face Eric

feelings to Nyla about her strained relationship

voice tense as

to hand it off to Eric

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engaging in any conversation.

girl.” Nyla expressed, pleased, her smile broadening. “First, let’s sit down for some

sun before you head out.”

pondered the timing of the delivery. The documents weren’t needed until later that evening. “It might be better for them to

“Alright.”

of Nyla’s subtle matchmaking. “I’ll follow your lead.”

afternoon, Hadley slipped the manila envelope into her

a bus to

region, required a lengthy two–hour bus

short distance to Eric’s hotel, following the directions Nyla

sent her.

built, its corridors still reeking of fresh paint.

to the front

in his hotel room, Eric saw Hadley’s name flash on his phone. Surprised, he wondered why she

accused him of harboring inappropriate

phone face down on the table, ignoring the incoming call.

her phone, her eyebrows knitting together

he need these

be tied up with something? Perhaps it was just bad

brief pause, Hadley decided

asked by Nyla to deliver

photo of the manila envelope she was holding and sent it to

made a buzzing sound

He frowned.

did Hadley want now? He pondered. “She still thinks I have such low morals, yet

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