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

Chapter 77 What If I Can’t Forget You

The glow from the screen cast a soft light over Denver’s face, making the sudden burst of joy impossible to

His throat bobbed with anticipation as he hammered out a reply. “Absolutely! I will wait for you when you are done.”

Hadley’s response came swiftly.

“Eleven o’clock. Meet me outside the club.”

Denver felt like he was floating

“okay.”

Across the table, Eric tipped back his glass and downed the whiskey in one gulp. He reached for the bottle again, filling it to the brim without hesitation.

Marshall arched an eyebrow. “Why are you drinking like the world is ending? Slow down.”

“I am fine,” Eric muttered, his face unreadable. “Where are we heading next? Let’s keep the night rolling.”

To everyone’s surprise, his mood seemed unusually high tonight, and neither Marshall nor Barrie had a reason to argue

“Fine by me,” Barrie said, already scrolling through his phone. “I will sort something out.”

*Sounds good.*

“Uh…” Denver hesitated before speaking. “You guys go ahead. I am sitting this one out.”

”

“Hmm? Marshall gave his younger cousin a perplexed look. “Why?”

“L… have something to do.”

“Something to do, huh?” Marshall narrowed his eyes. “Didn’t you just say you were free all night?”

*1, uh…” Denver scratched the back of his neck. “I got a last–minute… date.”

Marshall, who knew Denver better than anyone, threw an arm around his shoulders with a grin. “A date, huh? Judging by that look on your face, I am guessing it is a girl?”

Denver hesitated for a fraction of a second, and then shot up from his seat. “I gotta go. See you guys later!” Before anyone could react, he was already bolting for the door.

Marshall pointed after him with a laugh. “Would you look at that? The boy is finally growing up.”

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table, the sound cutting through the air like a slap. Without a

are

“Home!”

“What?”

and Barrie exchanged dumbfounded looks. What

to see Hadley

way Denver was grinning like an idiot

away, his patience snapping like a brittle twig. “Sebastian,

“Yes, sir.”

back, Eric shut his

Forget it.

with Denver, and with Nyla’s backing, what could he do? Still, his expression darkened, his mood turning

the air in the car felt suffocating. He yanked off his suit jacket and tossed it aside. Then, in one sharp motion, he tore off his

buttons of his shirt, he tried to shake off

was beyond

its stalls glowing under warm streetlights, the air thick with the

place like this? Sorry, but with my budget,

a chuckle. “Sure, I went abroad for school young and never got the chance to explore this part of town, but come on–it’s not like every place

really count. It

into laughter. “Hah! Okay, you got

Hadley let her guard down a bit. “I promise you, the food here is better than anything you will find at

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to a bustling noodle stall, ordering two

the table with a napkin, she said, “This place makes the heat ramen

Ahright”

his first bite

Hadley grinned, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

for the pumpkin soup the

her voice soft. “But please,

this, Denver paused mid–bite, his expression shifting. He looked a

do not

loss for words as he stared at

do not need to apologize.”

pumpkin soup was delicious, and I liked it a lot. But I do poz want you bringing it

slowly. “I get it. It is not the soup–it is me

had not even gotten the chance to show

annoy you that much?”

was steady but firm. “You are a great guy. And I am sure you know that.

Something casual?

that really how

culture where casual dating’s common does not mean I take relationships and commitments lightly. I never saw