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

Chapter 152

Chapter 152 How

Shameless Can You Be

Hadley made her way back to her room.

Located two floors beneath Denver’s, her journey required an elevator ride.

As she stepped out of the elevator, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and it was a domestic call.

With a brief pause, Hadley connected the call. “Hello?”

The voice on the other end sounded vaguely familiar. “Hadley, it’s Wilma Moran.”

Instantly, Hadley tensed up; it was Denver’s mother!

Dread began to seep into her as she realized Denver had just checked in and now his mother was on the line.

“Mrs. Moran.” Hadley inhaled sharply. “What can I do for you?”

“This isn’t something I can explain over the phone. We need to meet in person.”

Hadley felt a wave of unease again. “Mrs. Moran, are you…?”

“Yes,” Wilma answered bluntly.

“I’m at your hotel. Meet me at the lounge cafe. I’ll be there.”

With a click, the call ended.

Staring at her phone, Hadley knew avoidance wasn’t an option. She made up her mind to face whatever came

her way.

The cafe was relatively empty at this time.

As Hadley stepped inside, she immediately spotted Wilma at a window table, her face partially hidden behind sunglasses as she sipped her coffee.

She quickened her steps and approached her. “Mrs. Moran.”

Noticing her arrival, Wilma removed her sunglasses and gestured to the chair across from her. “Please, have a

seat.”

Thank you,” Hadley responded, settling into the chair as suggested.

“Would you care for a drink?” Wilma offered, maintaining a courteous demeanor.

“No, thanks,” Hadley replied, declining with a shake of her head.

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Chapter 152 How Shameless Can You Be

Located two floors beneath Denver’s, her journey required an elevator ride.

As she stepped out of the elevator, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and it was a domestic call. With a brief pause, Hadley connected the call. “Hello?”

The voice on the other end sounded vaguely familiar. “Hadley, it’s Wilma Moran.”

up; it was Denver’s

she realized Denver had just checked in and now his mother was on the

Hadley inhaled sharply. “What can I do

I can explain over the phone. We need to meet in person.”

felt a wave of unease

Wilma answered bluntly.

hotel. Meet me at the lounge cafe. I’ll be there.”

click, the

avoidance wasn’t an option. She made up her mind

her way.

cafe was relatively empty

at a window table, her face partially hidden behind sunglasses as she sipped her

quickened her steps and approached her. “Mrs.

sunglasses and gestured to the chair across from her. “Please, have

seat.”

Hadley responded, settling into the

Wilma

declining with a shake of her

smile. “I’m here

you then?”

answer, Wilma caught the

a hot oat latte

“Of course.”

placed, Hadley felt compelled to express her gratitude. “Thank you,

last time we met, I admit things turned sour. I acted hastily and without courtesy. I

a wave of her hand. “You were merely being honest.

turned curious. “If you believe I was just being honest, does this

staying with

delivered the oat latte

“Thanks.”

but hesitated

hesitation, Wilma’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Take a sip, and let’s continue

sipped the

speech carefully on

said, “I may not be the ideal match for Denver by many standards,

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you

Wilma’s smile faltered.

to talk to me, but because

a silent, uncomfortable look.

Denver remained firm in

was deep

so bold, but if Denver is okay with it, I would very much like to stay by

“Enough!”

Hadley off mid–sentence. Her glare was as sharp

boring into Hadley.

“Humph!”

sneered, her voice carrying a chilling tone.

can you be? What gives you

tension, Hadley’s posture tensed, her hands sweating. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Moran, but

crumbled. “Do you really think you have the right to talk to

lips pressed

her that it was time to

I’m sincerely sorry… I

to Wilma, pushed back her chair, and

Hadley departed, Wilma’s eyes narrowed. She grabbed her phone and swiftly made a call. “Alright, you can

go ahead.”

receiving a reply, Wilma ended the call

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