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

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The film cry won’t just a hub for showing–It was also a lively tourist attraction, almost like a theme park, packed with busting food malls and the restible aroma of local snacks.

Hadley Ind Denver to a rate food weet ducked around the corner, her eyes scanning the endless options.

“Sex anything you like?” she asked, glancing up at him

Denver skrugged, hands in his pockets, his forms more on her than the food. Just get whatever you want

Hadley didn’t hesitate. “How about some cookies?” she asked with a grin. I know a place where they have the

best cookies”

“A box of cookies, please the then led him to the place and called to the vendor.

“Coming right up

As the warm, freshly baked treats were handed over, Hadley paid and held the box up toward Denver.

Misunderstanding the gesture, Denver instinctively leaned down, taking a quick bite–only to recoil instantly.

“Damn! That’s hot!” he winced, his hand flying up to cover his mouth.

He refused to spit it out, though, opting instead to suffer through it.

Hadley burst into laughter, the sight of his frantic, barely–contained reaction too amusing to ignore.

Denver shot her a playful gare. “Are you laughing at me?”

“No, no…”

Hadley pressed her lips together, feigning innocence, though the amusement in her eyes betrayed her. “Is it “good, though?*

“Yeah,” he murmured, his voice turning softer. Denver’s frown melted into a smirk as he finally swallowed.

Sweet. Warm. Just like her.

The next evening at Poseidon’s Realm. Eric and Barrie were engaged in a casual game of pool, having arrived

first.

Before long, Marshall walked in–with Denver trailing behind him.

Eric’s gaze flicked toward Denver, brow slightly arching. Why was Denver here?

Shouldn’t he be with Hadley? Weren’t couples supposed to spend their evenings together?

“Eric. Barrie,” Denver greeted them with his usual calm demeanor as he walked in, and then turned directly to

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Barrie. “Thanks for helping with Hadley’s situation. Do you happen to know what your mom likes? I want to get her a thank–you gift,”

Barrie blinked, momentarily thrown. “What situation?” he asked, puzzled. “What thank you gift?”

able to return to the dance troupe, thanks to your

Oh!

eyes narrowed slightly in surprise. That was news to

Eric, but

his next shot, completely focused on the

further explanation. He

It was just a small favor,”

formal about

I insist,” Denver replied with an easy smile. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll just have to figure it

“Alright, you win.”

a small nod before turning to discuss the matter with Marshall, leaving Barrie

the chance to lean against the pool table, his smirk laced with mischief. “So tell me, Mr.

on his game, didn’t spare him a

for anyone to know it was me.”

deepened. “Ah, so it was you. And let

either?”

would she need to

like a waste, doesn’t it?

escaped

got back to the dance troupe, didn’t she? That was all

lined up his shot, his voice smooth, detached. “Would that magically make her leave Denver

going to

the very least, she’d acknowledge what you did for her. Maybe even see you

head. “I don’t need that.”

like a puzzle he was eager to solve. “Then tell me, Eric— what

didn’t answer, his focus remaining on the table, unwilling

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let the silence stretch before tilting his head with

let her go?”

Thud!

went completely off course, scattering the balls in every direction.

went back into the dance

being allowed back?” Alita’s voice rang the loudest,

been sure the lead dancer role was hers after Hadley was out

with Hadley’s sudden return, everything was

this goes against the rules you set!”

one person, what’s

needs an explanation!”

she had expected this. Her gaze flickered

a contract with

fell into

blurted out, eyes flashing. “She just says it was before she

enough?”

forward. “I have the contract right here. Feel free to have a look.” No one spoke, though a few exchanged uneasy glances. The solid proof left them with nothing to argue against. But Alita refused to back down. “Ms. Nicolson, even if that’s true, she did take on acting roles after joining the troupe!

her for breaking the rules. Then I rehired her back. Any objections?” Alita stood frozen, struggling to process what had just happened. Could this really be happening?

settled in–Blanche was protecting Hadley. The whispers about

the room, unwavering. She had bent the rules for

have no reason to feel slighted,” she stated coolly. “When the time comes, Hadley will show you on stage exactly why

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carried such quiet authority that no one dared