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

Chapter 88

Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Carit Afford Me Now

Chapter 88 Ruining Herself

“Hey!” Hadley let out a short laugh, beyond frustrated. “So be it! Eric can do whatever he wants. I’ve got my own path to tread,” she muttered to herself.

Reaching her destination, Hadley stepped off the bus and made her way into the office tower, where the dance

studio awaited on the fifth floor.

Upon entering the elevator, she was immediately greeted by a familiar voice.

“Hadley?”

Looking ahead, Hadley saw Linda beaming at her. “Fancy meeting you here. It’s been ages.”

Hadley offered her only a fleeting look and remained silent.

Linda’s smile quickly faded, replaced by a scornful tone. “Really, not even a hi? I said hello, can’t you at least acknowledge that?”

Facing Linda squarely, Hadley replied, “Save your courtesies. There’s no need for pretenses. Eric isn’t here, and Nyla isn’t either… Who are you trying to impress?”

“You-”

Interrupting the other woman, Hadley cocked her head. “Or is it that you’ve been pretending for so long, you’ve convinced yourself you’re genuinely decent? That must be exhausting.”

“You-”

Linda’s face went pale, and then turned red with anger.

With a dismissive scoff, she retorted sharply, “You’re here for an interview, correct?”

A smug grin crept over Linda’s face. “Well, I’d suggest you stop wasting your time. Because in Srixby… you won’t find a job.”

Hadley stopped in her tracks. “What do you mean by that?”

“What do I mean?” Linda folded her arms with a smirk, enjoying the moment. “Isn’t it obvious? Do you not see how dire your situation is?”

She looked Hadley up and down with clear disdain. “While I won’t critique your talents, you did graduate from an esteemed arts college in Blathe. Is it possible you’re so inept that no one will employ you?”

Frustration furrowed Hadley’s brow. “What are you trying to say?”

Her patience was wearing thin. It was apparent Linda was toying with her.

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“Just get to the point, or drop it.”

“Alright, I’ll explain,” Linda said, her smirk growing. “It’s Eric’s doing–every venue in Srizby related to dance has been instructed not to hire you.”

Hadley gasped, disbelief setting in. This couldn’t be happening…

Then it all clicked. The continuous rejections over the last few days weren’t dde to her lack of ability. It wasn’t

her fault.

was Eric. He had systematically cut off all her potential opportunities,

his motive? To drive her

through her as she clenched

Hadley’s dismay, Linda chuckled

wasn’t planning on telling you, but watching you scramble

fetched a pair of sunglasses from her purse

parted, Linda

remained motionless,

of this interview now? It seemed utterly pointless since she wouldn’t get the

compelling

building, Hadley

kept ringing–no answer.

deliberately avoiding her, though; he was simply tied

sigh, Hadley put her

to be available

that was his game, she would play along. Tonight

six o’clock, Eric’s call finally came

“Hello.”

curtly. “Get

a

the door unlocked. He nudged it open without effort. “You should lock your door.

stopped mid–sentence as he caught sight of Hadley, rigid and

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He sat opposite her “Bad day? You seem upset

eyes, Hadley was fed up with

mounting anger, the inhaled deeply, striving to keep her tone steady. “Eric, please, just let me

by her ples

hands were clenched so tightly that her wants were pressing into

the one who told all the dance venues in Srizby

darkened. “How did you find out? Who

Did

real issue was his interference in her career. “I need to work. I need this job and I need to

job? Hadley, you’re ruining your career as well as yourself dancing in those

rather take that risk!” Hadley countered, her

spill from her

ignorant? She was painfully aware that places like Galant

me back into your life, right? Well, it won’t work. Even if you corner me, strip me of all my

clenched his

hung for a beat before he let out a slow breath, his intense eyes still fixed

time.” His tone was even,

leave.”

“I won’t!”

her wishes, why should she comply with his

Eric’s chuckle was dry, devoid of amusement. He

was casual–a simple T–shirt and jeans, just a hint of makeup–likely she had

confrontation.

look presentable, regardless of her

nod, and then abruptly stood

you doing?” Hadley’s instincts screamed

offering you one final opportunity–stand

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hesitated, but then approached slowly. “What’s going on?” ste sat opposite her bad day too

Hadley was fed up with his act

anger, she inhaled deeply, striving to keep

eyebrow arched, intrigued by her plea. “What do you mean

were clenched so tightly that her nails were pressing

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