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

Chapter 142 Fair Competition

Blanche and an elegant lady engaged in lively conversation as they entered, making their way straight to a private dining room, intending to enjoy a quiet meal.

Hadley, keen to avoid causing any disturbance, grabbed the orange juice without understanding the insistence behind it and drank it swiftly.

“Is that enough?” she questioned after finishing the drink.

“Absolutely.” Alita smirked, one eyebrow arching in amusement. “You’re really generous!”

As Alita turned aside, a cunning smile flickered across her face, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Blanche happened to look their way just as the incident concluded,

The woman accompanying her was Stella, Barrie’s mother.

Stella gestured towards Hadley as she asked, “Isn’t she the one Mr. Flynn asked you to look after?”

“Yes, that’s her.” Blanche confirmed with a smile, her tone implying approval. “She possesses considerable talent. I have no doubt she’ll become a leading figure in this troupe.”

“Really?” Stella expressed her relief and contentment. “That’s excellent news. Now, let’s eat. I’m quite hungry.”

“Let’s go.”

Late into the night…

“Ugh… mm…”

The unsettling sounds abruptly woke Elissa, sending a chill down her spine. She flicked on the light and saw Hadley in a fetal position on the bed, gripping her blanket tightly.

The source of the moaning was unmistakably Hadley.

“Hadley!”

Elissa sprang from her bed and hastened to her friend’s side. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

Sweating profusely, Hadley gripped her abdomen and then bolted for the bathroom.

She’d been feeling sick for some time. Unbeknownst to Elissa, Hadley had already made numerous trips to the bathroom before.

Now, all that remained were the relentless cramps wracking her stomach.

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and extended a towel to her. “Is it

face flush with embarrassment. “Please, give me

to be embarrassed about?” Elissa could tell Hadley was genuinely sick. “You didn’t choose to be sick. Tell me how you’re really feeling.”

but the pain was too sharp. “It’s pretty bad…

Elissa’s concern deepened.

up decisively. “I’ll check

“Thanks so much.”

it. It happens

gesture, Elissa exited to make

her. “We have some basic medications available. I’ll

“Perfect, thanks.”

by the door, keeping an

door adjacent to Elissa and Hadley’s swung open and

“It’s Hadley. She’s terribly unwell, possibly something she ate. She’s been to the bathroom repeatedly and is in

approached with concern. “I’ll check on

would be great, thanks.”

who lay feeble in

rest after taking your medicine,” Blanche said softly. “If there’s no improvement, inform Elissa to call

so much,

stood to leave. “Just focus on getting better. I’ll leave you to rest

invited her to a performance that unfortunately coincided with a typhoon.

Is everything alright?” Blanche confirmed, nodding. “Hadley’s not feeling well; she’s suffering

the medication

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storm raging outside, getting Hadley

some reassurance. “Young people tend to bounce back

the caller ID, she chuckled before answering. “Barrie, do you know how late it

my

on the other end of the

found himself needing a bit of assistance. “Mom, can you look something up in the study for

answered promptly, “I can’t assist you right now, son. I’m away from

with Blanche.”

in touch with Dad then.”

aware, Hadley’s not doing well- she has a stomach upset. Eric should be

pause. He quickly came to a realization–perhaps that

to do? Fly here to Tidebourne? The roads are all shut. I’m

racing, and then he picked up the

was answered, and Eric’s relaxed voice finally came through. “Why

decided to be straightforward. “Hadley’s currently