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

Chapter 101 Let Me Help

The elevator ascended to the top floor, where the receptionist escorted Hadley out and then promptly departed.

Hadley then proceeded alone towards the CEO’s office.

Upon entering, she found Eric engrossed in his work.

“There you are.” Eric glanced up briefly. “Just a moment. I’m nearly done. Please, take a seat.”

“Sure.”

Settling onto the sofa, Hadley’s eyes inadvertently fell on a brown paper bag resting on the coffee table, strikingly similar to one she’d seen earlier with Linda.

Could this be the same?

“Do you recognize the scent?” Eric, having completed his tasks, approached and gestured towards the bag.

“Feel free to open it.”

With a slight frown, Hadley hesitated, making no move towards the bag.

Eric anticipated her reaction. “Worried I might be trying something? Don’t be. It’s a treat you’ll enjoy.”

When he opened the paper bag for her, the sweet, tangy scent of candied hawthorns wafted through the room.

Sure enough, it was the same treat Linda had shown earlier.

“Don’t just look,” Eric said, offering her the bag. “Have one. They used to be a favorite of yours.”

Hadley’s expression shifted as she tried to recall. Had she really enjoyed candied hawthorns in his presence

before?

Reading her hesitation, Eric continued, “You’ve always had a thing for sweet and sour treats, right? These are just the right mix. I thought of you when I saw them, so I got them just for you.”

For her? Really?

Silence fell over Hadley as she processed his words.

Deep inside, Hadley suspected these weren’t really for her.

She had seen Linda with the very same treats just earlier. Without that encounter, maybe she would have believed Eric’s words that these were for her. After all, she knew Eric himself had never cared for sweet–and-

sour snacks.

So, those were for Linda. He really went out of his way for her, didn’t he?

Even with something as small as a snack, he made sure she had it.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Eric asked after a while, noticing she hadn’t yet taken any.

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on the table. She felt a slight tremor in her fingers. “You seemed urgent on

just recalling the

stood and motioned for her to follow. “Let’s

jacket and grabbed his car keys, “I’ll explain on the way. Also-” With a nod toward the bag on the table, he added, “Take those with you. You can eat them

“Alright.”

to the underground parking, they made their way to Eric’s car. He ignited the engine and navigated onto the

his eyes meeting hers in the rearview

My brother–he’s woken up. I want you to see

to one of surprise–a partial performance, as the

the reality hit hard, and tears welled

she

steering wheel. “He woke up a few days ago. I didn’t inform you immediately since you were out of

her hands clenched in her

Ernest had always been like an actual brother to her,

and constant.

was awake again. At long last, it seemed

“That’s truly incredible.”

fingers quivered

need for nerves… Ernest isn’t aware of the baby yet. We’ve decided not to tell him for now.”

had concerns that the news might overwhelm

when he had that accident and went into a

chose to keep everything from him.

moment felt right–they would

the rationale behind the

concerned. Was he worried

Absolutely not.

long suspected that the circumstances surrounding Linda’s accident years ago were shrouded in unspoken

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Ernest was central to uncovering those

he was conscious again, would the full story finally

shaking

6.

stood apart from Eric in disposition, possessing a level–headedness and fairness unmatched within the Flynn family. He was undoubtedly the one most

whirlwind of thoughts in her mind, Eric noticed

concerned. “There’s no need to worry. Even if Ernest learns the truth, the hardships

was referring to her forced time

her eyes held a steely resolve.

a part of

years had transformed her from a

concrete evidence, she remained unjustly