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

are you going?”

“Home!”

“What?”

dumbfounded looks. What happened to keeping the night rolling?

to see Hadley

way Denver was grinning like an idiot seemed like such an eyesore.

away, his patience snapping like

“Yes, sir.”

back, Eric shut

Forget it.

to interfere. If Hadley wanted to be with Denver, and with Nyla’s backing, what could he do? Still, his expression darkened, his mood turning

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

buttons of his shirt, he

beyond

glowing under warm

guessing this is your first time in a place

I went abroad for school young and never got the chance to explore this part

food trucks do not really count. It is all just burgers, hot dogs,

laughter. “Hah! Okay,

down a bit. “I promise you, the food here

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bustling noodle stall,

napkin, she said, “This place makes the heat ramen in town. You will se*7

Ahright”

the food arrived, Denver took his first bite and nearly groaned. “Wow. This

Hadley grinned, her eyes crinkling

for the pumpkin soup

she finally spoke, her voice soft. “But please, do not

mid–bite, his expression shifting. He looked a bit flustered, “You do not

I do not like it.”

for words as he stared at her

not need to

liked it a lot. But I do poz want you bringing it to

not the soup–it is

had not even gotten the chance

I… really annoy you

And I am sure you know that. But we are not right for each other.

Something casual?

that really how she

“Just because I lived in a culture where casual dating’s common does not mean