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…”

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

“Alright, I’ll explain.”

paused only momentarily before choosing to be

Linda held a special place within the

this–Mr. Flynn explicitly instructed that no dance clubs

carried a hint of

“Yes, that’s everything.”

“Understood.”

slight smile, Linda disconnected the call. She shook her head

would sabotage Hadley’s employment opportunities. Whatever his motives, she was

be up to

opportunities, was she somewhere shedding

let out a soft laugh.

recalled spotting them dining together recently and speculated if their dynamic

everything appeared unchanged. Her concerns were unfounded.

room, the meeting had just ended.

as he turned to Eric and said, “Regarding your request a few days ago, I spoke with my mother. She

grin. He nodded in gratitude to Barrie.

Barrie dismissed with a casual

Srixby’s most celebrated dance studio, known for their international tours that sold out well in

together,

appointment with Nicolson, a figure noted for her exacting standards–a significant

will only consider them if they’re sufficiently skilled. Lackluster performance won’t

with a chuckle. “That won’t be

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mind replayed Hadley’s performances at Galant–each one more captivating than the last.

a class of her own

face, detecting a hint of admiration

who might this exceptional dancer

him a warning look. “None of

right to

Suspicion dawned on Barrie. “Is it that girl

on the past, Eric had hardly shown genuine interest in anyone except for that

sharpened. “I said, none

realizing the truth. “Ah,

but chuckle. “Come on, what’s the issue in

paying her quite

that be a hint of jealousy? Indeed–Eric was

course not!” He swiftly steered the conversation elsewhere. “Anyway, it’s great she’ll be training with Ms. Nicolson. That’s a genuine opportunity.”

was well aware of

herself understood she couldn’t dance at Galant indefinitely. For

of the complexities ahead. But he was aware, and it was up to him to make better plans