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…”

yet assertive. “Tell me what’s going on, and save me the trouble bringing this up

“Alright, I’ll explain.”

manager paused only momentarily before

held a special place within the

this–Mr. Flynn explicitly instructed that no dance clubs

that all?” Linda’s voice carried

“Yes, that’s everything.”

“Understood.”

a slight smile, Linda disconnected the call. She

Whatever

Hadley be up to

opportunities, was she somewhere shedding tears?

a

them dining together recently and speculated

Her concerns were unfounded.

conference room, the

recalled something as he turned to Eric and said, “Regarding your request a few days ago, I spoke with my mother. She arranged a meeting. Ms. Nicolson

mouth turned up in a pleased grin. He

thanks.” Barrie dismissed with a

a prominent figure in modern dance and directed Srixby’s most celebrated dance studio, known for their international tours that sold

Blanche had grown up together,

an appointment with Nicolson, a figure

Nicolson was explicit that she will only consider them if they’re sufficiently

concern with a chuckle. “That

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performances at Galant–each one

in a class of her own

across Barrie’s face, detecting a hint of admiration in

might this exceptional dancer be?”

him a warning look. “None of your

right to divulge

Suspicion dawned on Barrie. “Is it that

hardly shown genuine interest in anyone except

gaze sharpened. “I said, none of

the truth. “Ah, so it is

“Come on, what’s the issue in admitting it? Her

turned cold. “Seems you’ve been paying her

Indeed–Eric was not one

“Anyway, it’s great she’ll be

was well aware

wondered if Hadley herself understood she couldn’t dance at Galant indefinitely. For a real

ahead. But he was aware, and it was up to him to make better