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.”

0.0%

14:04

Chapter 77 What If I Can’t Forget You

onto the table, the sound cutting through the air like a slap.

Where are you

“Home!”

“What?”

dumbfounded looks. What

just in time to see Hadley slipping into Denver’s car.

grinning like an idiot seemed

his patience snapping like a brittle twig.

“Yes, sir.”

shut his

Forget it.

wanted to be with Denver, and with Nyla’s backing, what could he do? Still,

his suit jacket and tossed

the top two buttons of his shirt, he tried to shake off the frustration curling in his stomach–but it

beyond livid.

up to a lively open–air night market, its stalls glowing under warm

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

chance to explore this part of

not really count. It is all just burgers, hot dogs, and overpriced fusion

into laughter. “Hah! Okay, you got me

you, the food here is better than anything you will find at some

23.5%

14:04

Chapter ?? WhatIfI

to a bustling noodle stall, ordering two howls of steaming ramen

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

Ahright”

the food arrived, Denver took his first bite and nearly

her eyes

the pumpkin soup the other

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

Denver paused mid–bite, his expression shifting. He looked a bit flustered, “You do

I do not like

for words as he stared at her blankly, “I am

need to

soup was delicious, and I liked it a

“I get it. It is not the soup–it is me you do not like,”

than he expected. He had not even gotten the chance to show her who he really was.

I… really annoy

was steady but firm. “You are a great guy. And I am sure you know that. But we are not

Something casual?

how

That is not it!” Denver panicked, shaking his head. “Just because I lived in a culture where casual dating’s common does not mean I take relationships and commitments lightly.