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

Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Hadley

Deserves Far Better

But Hadley had been his woman, his cherished one.

Never in his wildest dreams would Eric lay a hand on a woman–least of all her.

Yet the inferno raging within his chest spiraled beyond restraint. With a ragged breath, he drew his fist upward and sent it hurtling downward with raw force.

Hadley, gripped by dread, clamped her eyes shut, bracing for the inevitable sting.

A thunderous thud echoed in the air–but the anticipated pain never arrived.

Hesitantly, she peered through her lashes. Eric’s fist had collided with the back of the seat, mere inches from her. What in the world… was he doing?

“Get out.” Eric’s voice sliced through the tension, icy and unyielding. “Now!”

“Oh–alright!” Hadley stammered, her trembling fingers fumbling for the door handle. She stumbled out of the car in a frantic rush, nearly losing her footing in her haste to escape.

Eric remained seated, his gaze fixed on her fleeting silhouette as it faded into the distance. A heavy silence stretched on before he pinched the bridge of his nose, a hiss of frustration escaping through his gritted teeth.

Damn it! His leniency had let her slip away again.

Did she truly believe she could keep evading him forever?

Come Sunday morning, Eric stirred from slumber later than his custom. As he descended the grand staircase, faint murmurs of conversation drifted from the living room.

He didn’t make a beeline for the parlor directly. Instead, he pivoted toward Kira, the trusted housekeeper, curiosity tugging at his tone. “Who has paid us a visit?”

“It’s Mr. Moran,” Kira replied with a warm smile, setting down Eric’s morning repast. “Your breakfast, sir.”

“Thank you,” Eric murmured, lifting the coffee to his lips for a tentative sip before placing it back down as he rose to his feet.

What business brought Denver here so early?

“Sir, won’t you eat?” Kira called after Eric, concern threading her tone.

“In a minute,” Eric replied over his shoulder, already striding toward the living room.

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Within, Denver sat across from Nyla, his demeanor all courtesy as he offered the tokens he had brought.

I confess I’m no expert myself, but my mother handpicked them just for you. She insisted they would do

an appreciative nod. “Your mother has impeccable taste. My gratitude to you, Denver, and

at his watch.

a knowing

with mischief. “There are others about,” she replied lightly. “Though I suspect you’ve got a particular soul

cheeks flushed a soft crimson, caught off guard. “Not at

only one at home.

a flicker of

in his heart of hearts, he had hoped Hadley

before, but surrender wasn’t in his nature–not

Nyla mused aloud, her gaze piercing as she studied Denver. “Might

froze, Nyla’s bluntness

sputtered, choking on a breath, and

amusement and concern. “Good heavens, lad, I merely

a glass of water. “Here, drink this before you turn

gulps, Denver finally steadied his breathing. “Thank you, Mrs. Flynn,” he rasped.

know…” Nyla leaned in, her voice sly as a fox. “Could it be you’ve taken a shine to our Hadley?” Denver stiffened anew,

“Is that

precise moment, Eric walked into the

he greeted, his voice a low rumble.

have been more impeccably timed.

Eric a pointed glance, her lips curling faintly. “You have a knack for showing up at just the right

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Deserves Far

and a sly, almost taunting smile played across his features.

polite smile as he hastened to explain.

flicked her wrist dismissively before fixing

my question. Are

faltered, caught in the spotlight of her

a flush of embarrassment had warmed his cheeks. But now, as his eyes met Eric’s, a spark of resolve ignited within him. Perhaps this was his moment–his chance to lay his cards on

for Hadley’s former

steadying breath, Denver squared his shoulders and met Nyla’s gaze with newfound conviction. “Yes. 1… I’m quite taken with Hadley.”

both Nyla and Eric blinked in surprise, the room falling momentarily

face lit up like a beacon, her hands clapping together

replied with quiet certainty, adjusting his glasses in a

absolutely splendid!” Nyla beamed, her heart swelling with joy. She had always held firm that Hadley, even after her divorce, deserved the finest suitors Srixby had to offer.

of your feelings?”

faintly, a shadow of concern flickering across his face. “Though… she seems to

grasped the situation at once. She let out a soft sigh,

through Denver’s chest, lifting his spirits. “Thank

her tone carrying a weight of expectation. “But you must give me your word on one thing–you’re earnest

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