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

Chapter 87 He Had To Plan

For Her

Even after Eric had gone, Hadley remained bewildered. He had traveled all this distance… just to deliver a treat to her?

With the break of dawn the next day, Hadley set out.

In the last two days, she had reached out to several clubs, hoping to secure an audition for a new gig. Despite her skilled background, each meeting inexplicably concluded without an offer.

This morning, she was on her way to another venue. Though she had already sent a video of her dancing, the club insisted on seeing her perform live–videos, after all, could be altered.

“Hadley Pearson, right?”

“Yes,” she replied, her voice tinged with anxiety.

Unexpectedly, the manager looked over her resume and said flatly, “I’m sorry, but you don’t seem to meet our requirements.”

He handed back her resume, dismissing her before she even had a chance to dance.

Not again!

Hadley’s brow creased with confusion. “Can you explain what I’m missing?”

She was confident in her qualifications, both in her appearance and professional skills.

The manager responded with a noncommittal smile, “I’m sorry, but that will be all for now.”

With no further explanation approaching, Hadley reluctantly left the room.

Back at the Flynn Group CEO’s office, Eric’s phone began to ring.

Engaged in a meeting, Eric left his phone behind, so Linda, after a moment’s pause, decided to answer for him.

“Hello?”

On the other end was the club manager who had just dismissed Hadley.

Assuming it was Eric who picked up the call, the manager said obediently, “Mr. Flynn, I wanted to let you know that Hadley stopped by. I followed your instructions and denied her application. Just wanted to confirm directly with you.”

Linda’s eyebrow arched in surprise. “What instructions from Eric are you referring to? Why reject Hadley?”

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Chapter 87 He Had To Plan For Her

Caught off guard by a woman’s voice and realizing his mistake, the manager stammered, “Uh…”

me what’s going on, and save me the trouble bringing this up

“Alright, I’ll explain.”

before choosing to

was common knowledge in Srixby that Linda held a special place within the Flynn family, particularly

that no dance clubs in Srixby

voice carried a hint

“Yes, that’s everything.”

“Understood.”

Linda disconnected the call. She shook her head

why Eric would sabotage Hadley’s employment opportunities. Whatever his motives, she was skeptical of

could Hadley be up to at this

opportunities, was she somewhere shedding

out a soft

them dining together recently and speculated if their

appeared unchanged. Her concerns

room, the

Eric and said, “Regarding your request a few days ago, I spoke with my mother. She arranged a meeting. Ms.

turned up in a pleased grin. He nodded in gratitude to

need for thanks.” Barrie dismissed with a casual hand wave. “Just helping a friend.”

Srixby’s most celebrated dance studio,

grown up together, sharing a bond close

enabled Eric to secure an appointment with Nicolson, a figure noted for her exacting standards–a significant

continued, “Ms. Nicolson was explicit that she will only consider them if they’re sufficiently skilled. Lackluster performance won’t cut it, despite any personal connections.”

a chuckle. “That won’t be an

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replayed Hadley’s performances at Galant–each one more captivating

class of her own when

face, detecting a hint of admiration in Eric’s expression.

who might this exceptional dancer

him a warning look. “None of your business,

wasn’t right to divulge more.

Barrie. “Is it that

shown genuine interest in anyone except for that woman recently.

“I said, none of your

“Ah, so it is her!”

the issue in admitting it? Her dancing is

cold. “Seems you’ve been paying

that be a hint of jealousy? Indeed–Eric was not

elsewhere. “Anyway, it’s great she’ll be training with Ms. Nicolson.

was well aware of

Galant indefinitely. For a real future in dance, she needed to seize this

the complexities ahead. But he was aware, and it was up to