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

Chapter 75 Is Your

Affection Really That Eas…..

Hadley kept her eyes forward, refusing to glance across the street as she slipped into Denver’s car without a second thought.

From a distance, Eric watched the vehicle pull away. He didn’t say a word, but his grip on his phone tightened, the plastic casing groaning under the pressure.

As they cruised down the road, Denver shot Hadley a quick glance before nodding toward the back seat.

“There’s a bag behind you. Can you grab it for me?”

“Sure.”

Hadley hesitated for a beat before reaching back. The bag was heavier than she expected, its weight stirring her curiosity.

Her fingers tightened around the strap. “Want me to open it?”

“Go ahead.”

“Okay.”

Inside sat an insulated container, the kind used for takeout.

Hadley popped the lid open, and the familiar scent of sweet pumpkin soup filled the car.

She frowned slightly and glanced up. “Denver, what’s this for?”

Denver chuckled. “Pumpkin soup. Isn’t it your favorite, Hadley?”

“It is.”

Memories flickered–Denver had brought her the same soup once before.

That time, she never got to taste it. Eric had made sure of that.

“Go on and have some,” Denver urged. Catching her hesitation, he nodded toward the container. “I got it just for you,”

Hadley felt a flicker of embarrassment, uncertain if Denver had gone out of his way intentionally.

She couldn’t ignore it–the subtle pull of his interest, faint but unmistakable.

Someone like Denver, a regular at Galant, reminded her too much of Duran. He had once looked at her the

same way.

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expenses taken care of, Hadley

watched her hesitate, his brows knitting slightly. “What’s wrong? You don’t

“Not exactly.”

drifted too far into her thoughts, Hadley quickly forced a small smile. “I just didn’t want your car

“What?”

eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “A

out a soft laugh. “Well, in that case, I won’t

“Be my guest.”

the lid, a warm, creamy scent drifted up, wrapping around her like a comforting embrace. She inhaled deeply,

took a spoonful, letting the warm, rich soup melt on her tongue. A satisfied murmur escaped her. “It’s

it.” Denver glanced at her, catching the way her expression softened. His lips curved into a small smile,

Mayfield Road, Denver eased the car

skirt as she turned back. “This is my stop.

guard. “You live around here?”

do,” Hadley admitted.

after her surgery. But I’m not actually part of the Flynn family,

eased at her

to Eric after all.

curved into an easy smile.

in now.” Hadley lifted a hand in farewell. “Drive

“Goodnight.”

glance, she turned and disappeared into the

worn–out stairs to the fifth floor. At her door, she slid the key into the lock, pushed it open, and flicked

reached back to close the door-

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Bang!

Really That

the wood, stopping it cold.

Startled, Hadley froze-

of her. His lips were drawn into a tight line, eyes locked onto her with an intensity that

you to wait for me? What made you think getting into someone else’s

his hand shot forward, grasping her chin. “What, were you too polite to say no? Acting like that

seen everything?

even talking about, though?

wasn’t about being polite, Eric. I got into his car because

she could finish, Eric’s grip on her chin tightened. A sharp pressure forced a pained gasp from

gaze dropped, dark and unreadable. Then, in a low, mocking tone, he asked, “You actually

more menacing. Hadley swallowed hard, fighting to keep her composure. “Why does it even

“Hadley!”

frustration. “I told you I was coming to get you!”

chin in defiance.

across Eric’s face. He stood

just say she didn’t

laugh escaped Eric, his gaze sharpening, “Don’t tell me you actually

response was immediate,

her voice firm, “That’s right, Eric. I