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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the sound cutting through the air like a slap. Without a word, he pushed back his

Where are you

“Home!”

“What?”

exchanged dumbfounded looks. What happened to keeping the night rolling?

to see Hadley slipping

Denver was grinning like an idiot seemed like

looked away, his patience snapping like a

“Yes, sir.”

shut his eyes.

Forget it.

and with

air in the car felt suffocating. He yanked off his suit jacket and tossed

chest refused to ease. Unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt, he tried to shake off the

beyond

up to a lively open–air night market, its stalls glowing under warm streetlights, the air thick with the scent of spices

guessing this is your first time in a place like this? Sorry, but with my budget, this is about as fancy

to explore this part of town, but come on–it’s not like every place outside Srixby is covered in white tablecloths. We have food trucks, you know.”

not really count. It is all

breaking into laughter. “Hah! Okay, you got me there.”

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

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bustling noodle stall, ordering

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

Ahright”

Denver took his first bite

eyes crinkling at the corners.

soup the

ramen, she finally spoke, her voice soft.

expression shifting. He looked a bit flustered, “You do not

do not

words as he

do not need to apologize.”

I liked it a lot. But I

not the soup–it is me you do not like,”

gotten the chance to

I… really annoy you

guy. And I am sure you know that. But we

Something casual?

that really how she saw

where casual dating’s common does not mean I take relationships and