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.

when you get home. You all know exactly

“We will.”

“Alright.”

hand to her stomach as it let out a low, impatient

had been given boxed lunches earlier, but after dancing for

since burned away. Now she had a decision to make–grab a burger nearby or drag herself home

more economical–felt exhausting. She needed food immediately.

a fast–food place nearby, she grabbed a burger, unwrapped it, and took a bite as she

walking.

voice suddenly called out

lifted her

stood a short distance away, watching her with an expression that made it seem like he thought

“Hadley!”

taking a few steps closer, the man’s face broke into an eager, almost disbelieving

much–I barely recognized you…” His voice faded,

in her voice. “Look, could you move? You’re in my

her response. “Hadley, don’t you recognize

raised an eyebrow, her tone indifferent. “Are

brief moment, he couldn’t tell if she had truly forgotten him or if she

again. “It’s been years–five, to be exact. You’ve changed a lot, but I haven’t. If you just take a second to

idea what

this conversation. “I don’t know you. Get out of my way and

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

“Hadley!”

for her and grabbed her arm. “Wait–just listen for

deep inside Hadley snapped, like a trigger being pulled without

“Ah!”

in pure panic. She struggled violently against his grip, her breathing turning ragged. “Let go of

“Is something wrong?”

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

to

touch me!”

her eyes, but no matter how

tightened.

hands off

situation could spiral any further,

It was Eric.

casting a golden glow that accentuated his striking features, making him

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

in a moment like this, there was an

whisper, barely believing

“I’m here.”

were barely audible, Eric caught

her tone–a quiet, unspoken reliance on him–that sent an unexpected tightness through

the man gripping Hadley’s arm.

go. Are you

“You…”

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him. His grip loosened instantly, his face shifting from confusion to shock. “Mr. Flynn?”

a sharp, unimpressed sound.

you know who I am. And

the man another glance. His attention was solely on Hadley.

was drained of color, her body trembling, her lips pale. She looked completely