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

Chapter 45 Are They Still Together Now

“What the hell is that?”

A slick, unpleasant sensation clung to the bottom of Eric’s shoe, sending a shudder up his spine.

He aimed his phone’s flashlight downward, only to find that he had stepped on something soft–and clearly edible.

Disgust twisted his expression as he yanked his foot back.

Irritated, he stomped twice, shaking off the remnants, and then strode forward, his patience already wearing

thin.

Behind him, Hadley threw the door wide open.

She just realized that, without meaning to, she might have dropped her pumpkin soup earlier when she was startled by Eric’s presence at her doorstep.

Turning on her phone’s flashlight, she scanned the area, sweeping the beam across the hallway until she spotted it in the corner. But the sight made her stomach drop–the bowl lay shattered, with soup splattered messily across the floor.

Hadley released a slow, disappointed breath. “It’s completely ruined,” she muttered under her breath.

Without hesitation, she turned away, reached for a mop, and set to work. It only made sense that she should

be the one to clean up the mess.

Still, she didn’t dwell on the spilled soup for long.

By the next morning, she had put it out of her mind and arrived at the address Elvin had sent, stepping in right on time alongside a small group of other dance stand–ins.

What she hadn’t expected was to see Adonis there as well, standing next to the choreographer.

“I’ll make this quick,” he said, his tone brisk. “The choreographer and I have already discussed what I want to

present. Every routine they’ve designed needs to be drilled until it’s flawless. When the cameras roll, I don’t want a single pause.”

Adonis had built his reputation on filming scenes in a single, continuous take, demanding that his actors,

actresses, and even background dancers perform with the precision and stamina of a Broadway production.

“Yes, sir,” the girls replied in unison.

Hadley gave herself a silent pep talk.

She wasn’t nervous. As a dancer, her job was to execute every move with precision, and she was more than

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ready for it.

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From morning until well past midday, Hadley and the other girls pushed themselves to their limits under the choreographer’s watchful eye, sweating through every grueling sequence.

Adonis‘ expectations were nothing short of relentless. And this was just for the opening number–or so they’d

been told.

By the time the choreographer finally clapped his hands and dismissed them, the clock had already passed two

in the afternoon.

keep practicing when you get home. You all know exactly what Mr. Faulkner expects from

“We will.”

“Alright.”

gathered up her belongings, pressing a hand to her stomach as it let

for hours on end, the

make–grab a

of cooking–though more economical–felt

grabbed a burger, unwrapped it, and took a bite as

walking.

suddenly called out

mid–bite, Hadley lifted

her with an expression that made it seem like he

“Hadley!”

steps closer, the man’s face

grown so much–I barely recognized you…” His voice faded, the rest of his sentence left hanging

let out a quiet scoff, the sarcasm evident in her voice.

her response. “Hadley, don’t

raised an eyebrow, her tone indifferent. “Are we supposed to know

if she had truly forgotten

a lot, but I haven’t. If you just take a second

have no idea what you’re talking

no patience for this conversation. “I don’t know you. Get out of

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for a response, she stepped around him, ready to put

“Hadley!”

the man reached for her and grabbed her arm. “Wait–just listen for a second!”

around her wrist, something deep inside Hadley snapped, like a trigger being pulled

“Ah!”

her eyes widened in pure panic. She struggled violently against his grip, her breathing turning ragged.

“Is something wrong?”

her, confusion written all over his face. He didn’t understand why she was reacting

not trying to

Don’t touch

shook her head frantically, terror flashing in her eyes, but no matter

more she fought, the more his hold tightened. “Hadley,

your hands off

situation could spiral any further,

It was Eric.

afternoon sun burned brightly overhead, casting a golden glow that accentuated his striking features, making him look

out, his fingers clamping around the middle–aged man’s wrist. As he moved, the crisp white cuff of his shirt slipped

an effortless smoothness to the

in a whisper, barely believing

“I’m here.”

barely audible, Eric caught them.

on him–that sent an unexpected tightness through his chest.

snapped toward the man gripping

said let go. Are you

“You…”

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finally seemed to recognize him. His grip loosened instantly, his face shifting from

scoffed, a sharp,

wrist, he shook off the man’s hand as if the very touch was beneath him. “So you know who I am.

glance. His attention was solely on Hadley.

was drained of color, her body trembling, her