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

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Like His Own

Sister

“What?” Both Eric and Hadley stopped in their tracks, uncertain.

What was Nyla implying?

“Why that look?” Nyla’s chuckle broke the tension as she addressed Eric.

Turning her attention to Hadley, she patted her hand reassuringly. “Don’t worry, dear. I’m just ensuri well–being.”

She then faced Eric again.

“You should know what I’m getting at, if you have any heart. Hadley has no one else. I’ve failed her before, so it’s my duty to see her settled before I can rest easy.”

“Nyla…” Hadley interjected with a shake of her head. “I can look after myself.”

But Nyla dismissed her concerns and continued to fix Eric with a stern look.

“I expect you to look after Hadley as if she were your own sister. I want her to be happy and well–cared for until she marries someone decent. Her well–being will reflect on you. Do you grasp my meaning?”

“I understand.” Eric acknowledged with a nod.

The message was unmistakable. Hadley, though not his wife anymore, was still his family.

“Do you get it?” Nyla asked, her tone sharpening as she scrutinized him.

Eric quickly reassured her. “I’ve got it. Don’t worry.”

“Good,” Nyla responded, though her gaze lingered on Eric, sensing something amiss. “What’s that look for? You

think I’m asking too much?”

“Not at all,” Eric responded hastily, shaking his head. A peculiar sensation washed over him, a mix of relief and

confusion.

“Don’t worry, Grandma. I’ve given my word, and I’ll look after her well… Consider Hadley as my sister now.”

At the mention of “sister,” Hadley subtly lowered her gaze, concealing a slight, scornful smile.

“Then it’s decided,” Nyla replied.

She dismissed him with a wave. “Off you go. Hadley will stay with me.”

“Okay, take good care, Grandma.”

With that, Eric departed, gently shutting the door behind him. As he left, he caught sight of Hadley offering

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a slice of orange.

try–it’s

up. “Indeed, it’s

mulled over Hadley’s actions. Was she crafting a plot to wrest back

had indeed repeatedly assured Nyla of her disinterest in

appeared

she really mean

few days later.

The sequence of the dance–off

perform early and others much later. This night wasn’t the latest she had been held up; there had been sessions that extended until one or

bus stop, hoping to catch the

as she waited, no buses appeared.

noticed this part of town

headed towards the nearest intersection, finding all

someone familiar at the same light. It

and heading back to

though not enough to be

seat, trying

“Huh?”

the blue, Sebastian gestured towards the window. “Mr. Flynn, isn’t that Hadley over there?”

What?

enough, it was Hadley. He turned to Sebastian, impressed. “Your eyesight is

a

she’s so distinctive? She always catches my

tonight. What do you think she’s doing

I have answers

an

darted across the street, pulled out her phone, scanned the QR code on a

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loudly, “What could she possibly be doing out

past interactions, Sebastian held back from suggesting

“Sebastian, follow her.” Startled, Sebastian blinked but quickly complied.

“Understood.”

on the gas and maintained a discreet distance

Flynn, should we escort her home?”

replied, dismissing the idea with a wave of his hand. “Keep the pace slow.

sure we don’t lose sight of

didn’t press further. “Alright,

expert driver himself, Sebastian found

distance, tracking Hadley to Mayfield

housed several respectable

veered off, heading in a new

er up.

the neighborhood’s decline was stark. The

“What could she possibly be doing in such a place?

at such

residing here also seemed

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