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

Chapter 161

Chapter 161 Just A Fair

Trade

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On Wednesday evening, Hadley arrived at the Flynn residence.

Tonight was her only free night–starting Thursday, her schedule was packed with performances through the weekend.

“Hadley, over here.”

Nyla uncorked a bottle of red wine, raising a glass in celebration of Hadley’s safe return from Blathe.

“What a relief! We’re just glad you’re back safe. I know God is watching over you!”

“Yeah, indeed.” Hadley nodded with a small smile.

Eric sighed inwardly. He was the one who had actually risked his life and saved her, yet no one seemed to acknowledge it.

He placed a hand over Hadley’s glass, firm but gentle. “Let’s skip the wine, Grandma–Hadley doesn’t drink.” He hadn’t forgotten the chaos she caused the last time she was drunk.

“A sip won’t do any harm,” Nyla countered, arching a brow at him. She reached for the bottle and poured a generous amount into Hadley’s glass. “Come on! It’s a special occasion! Besides, we’re home, so what’s the harm even if she gets a little tipsy? Don’t you think, Hadley?”

Hadley lifted her glass with a small, amused smile. “Mhm.”

Well, that was that–his interference had been pointless.

With a sigh, Eric let it go, shifting his focus to pouring the wine and making sure both women had plenty to eat. That night, only the three of them sat around the dinner table.

Ernest was at the hospital for a follow–up, undergoing a full check–up that required an overnight stay. Linda had gone with him.

By the end of the meal, Nyla was more than a little tipsy.

Concerned for her health, Eric didn’t hesitate to call her caregiver to escort her to her room.

When he turned back, his eyes landed on Hadley, still clutching her wine glass, sipping away like she had all the time in the world.

Fantastic. She was drunk too.

“That’s enough,” he said, reaching for the glass.

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Eric strode over and plucked the glass from her hand. “You’re drunk, you know that? Grandma wants you to stay the night.”

Her room was always ready–cleaned daily–so there was nothing to prepare.

“Oh, okay.”

Her easy agreement threw him off. He’d expected resistance. As she pushed off the table, she swayed on her

feet.

over, smirking. “Miss Pearson, are you sure you can still find your way?”

her head and pointed toward the

let out a low chuckle. “Brilliant. Come on. I’ll take

“Oh.”

resist as he

free from his grip

“Hadley?”

unsure if she was sick. He didn’t

passed. Still

tightened. He rapped his knuckles against the door.

a shuffle

pulse quickening. “If you don’t answer, I’m opening

nothing. His

shoved the door open–only to find her sitting on the floor, slumped against the

to her side, kneeling. “What’s wrong? Do you feel

met his gaze.

it. Eric’s stomach sank. His

does it

unreadable smile still

Really?

That look–it was the same one she had

you up ”

her arm, pulling her

her stand, she suddenly gripped his arm and whispered, “Eric, I’ve

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should be

to

steady rise and fall of his own breath–the hammering in his chest–Eric might’ve thought he imagined it.

Had he misheard?

the

he hadn’t imagined

Hadley jutted out her lip, her tone almost teasing. “Then forget

“Not a chance!”

on her hand tightened. “Hadley, you can’t take it back. I

could react, he slid a hand behind her head and

dropped, rough with satisfaction. “You said it.

didn’t move. She had said it,

still room for regret? Could

regret it?

road led nowhere,

up everything–even her life. So

took what they wanted–it was that simple.

A fair trade.

curled around his arm, her

Eric cracked wide open. His chest tightened, pulse thundering in his ears. With

gaze burned

I kiss

moment, nothing else existed–just her, just this. Just

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