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

Chapter 119 Keep Her At Arm’s Length

Linda chose not to delve into the recent events that had unfolded. Instead, she kept the conversation light, as

was her custom.

“Sorry I arrived a bit later than usual today. The chill in the air has settled in. Just stepping from the car made my cheeks feel the bite of the cold. Here, feel it. Isn’t it brisk?”

She gently pressed her cheek against Ernest’s palm as she spoke.

Ernest’s brow furrowed slightly, and a tremor ran through his fingers as he lowered his hand, attempting to

pull away.

Linda’s heart raced.

Was he intentionally distancing himself from her?

Maintaining her composure, she replied with warmth, “Is your arm weary? I apologize for making you hold it

up.”

Ernest opened his mouth, but only a raspy, muffled sound came forth.

Linda instantly grasped his need. After caring for him for so long, she recognized his signals like an old friend.

“You need to use the restroom, right? Just a moment…”

She started toward the bathroom to get his bedpan.

But Ernest tugged at her shirt, shaking his head slowly, his brow knitted in concern.

She understood his gesture, yet confusion washed over her.

“Ernest, I’m your fiancee. We might as well be married, wedding or not. Let me assist you, please.”

Still, he shook his head, his forehead creased in refusal.

With a hand pressed to her temple, she felt a wave of resignation. “Alright, I’ll call the caregiver.”

Ernest had a duo of caregivers, one male and one female.

As Linda stood up, a pang of unease fluttered in her chest.

She really didn’t get it.

What was happening with Ernest? Ever since he regained consciousness, he had been keeping her at arm’s length.

He permitted her to wipe his face and help him sip water, but when it came to using the bathroom or a full-

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119 Keep Her At

the

Why?

shared so

him at his

comfort.

still couldn’t articulate his needs, she felt powerless to

later, Hadley meticulously combed through the script, recording her interpretations

with care.

hefty stack

here you are.”

taken aback. “This is quite a pile.”

tackled anything like this before, so I jotted

all.” Adonis admired her approach. “This kind of attitude is the first

“Okay.”

outcome was that Adonis walked

casting for a show was not solely his decision. As the director, he still had to answer to the producer and the investor. The former held overall authority, while the latter provided

real power.

bringing a new face into the fold came with its own

evening after the filming,

join us for

could ask for specifics, Elvin

our radar for this new project. Don’t sweat it when you meet the producer and the investors. Mr.

it was a dinner with the big

though she couldn’t

she nodded. “Understood.”

she was about to meet the heavyweights, Hadley chose a coffee–toned evening

at the venue to

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waved her over. “Come on, Mr. Faulkner

“Alright.”

elevator, Elvin let out a deep sigh,

Hadley asked, puzzled. “What’s bothering you?”

at her, his brow furrowed. “Once we get upstairs, no matter what happens,

advice was

began to race. What

“I just found out that our producer is Wayne Walters.”

clueless. She hadn’t officially stepped into the entertainment arena yet. So who was this Wayne Walters? She was in

a notorious flaw. He couldn’t always keep his hands

widened. Was that really

line. Plus, he’s not one of the investors this

the role envisioned for Hadley was the

a greenhorn, without any acting chops, so he couldn’t risk featuring her too much. Still,

in the industry, the