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

Chapter 179

Chapter 179 Don’t Take Hadley’s Things

The buzz–cut man wheezed, gasping through the pain, his body trembling from the brutal beating.

“Don’t let her fool you–that woman is a menace! Even after I had her cornered, she smashed through the car window with a kick! She grabbed a glass shard–stabbed me with it!”

To prove his words, he yanked up his sleeve, revealing a mess of jagged cuts and dried blood.

“Look! She did this! All of it!”

Tears streaked his face, his bravado shattered.

“Shut up!” Eric snapped. “Stop your pathetic whining–I asked you where she is!”

“I–I don’t know…”

Still nothing.

Eric’s grip tightened, his rage swelling like a storm. Exhaling sharply, his gaze dropped to Linda, still clinging desperately to his waist. “Linda.” He locked eyes with her, his tone dangerously steady. “Move. I’m going to kill him!”

The bastard wouldn’t talk until he was staring death in the face.

“No!” Her pulse pounded, but she didn’t waver. “I think… he really doesn’t know!”

“I swear! I really don’t know!” The man sobbed, his breath ragged. “She stabbed me and then bolted out of the car! I… I tried, but I couldn’t catch up!”

“Eric!”

Linda’s voice cut through the tension, her grip tightening around him as she looked up at his face. “I think he’s telling the truth. At this point, lying wouldn’t help him.”

Eric understood, but his chest felt heavy. Where the hell could Hadley have gone?

If she had fought back with a glass shard, was she hurt, too?

His eyes snapped open. “Where?”

The man blinked through his swollen face, confused. “W–What? What do you mean–where?”

‘Unless you want to die, tell me where she ran off to?”

“Eric!” Linda tightened her grip, pulling him back just as his body tensed.

“I know! I know!”

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The man nearly choked on his words, his entire body trembling with fear.

Road!” he blurted out, his voice cracking. “She got off

around wildly, panic flooding his expression. “I swear! I don’t know anything else! She ran, and that’s it! That’s all

Rayton Road.

contemplation, his brows slightly furrowed. After a moment, he

he regarded the shaking man on the floor

voice was

won’t take your life, but here, in Srixby, I have

button on his wheelchair

“Quentin.”

professional. “I’ll

Rayton Road.

quiet–an isolated stretch

was no

had spent the entire night combing the area,

Eventually, dawn broke…

hadn’t closed his

After all, Hadley had been missing for almost 24 hours.

coat, without

no

now?, Alone?

of all–why was he still here, unharmed? Why wasn’t

of the stairs, arms crossed, her face drawn with anxiety. “Where could

Phillips was grim. They had scoured every inch of

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stations, airports–not even a whisper in accident reports.

if she

attempting to soften the unbearable

Eric–breakfast is ready.

can I?” Nyla sighed, her voice heavy, her

know you’re worried. We all are. But you can’t help Hadley if

gaze shifted to Ernest, her tone turning more insistent. “And you–you’re still recovering,

gave

motionless, staring blankly at the floor. “You

above a whisper. “Grandma, Ernest–you should

Linda started,

room, calm yet absolute. “He’s the one in the wrong. Let him face the

just pitying Hadley, was he? He was taking her

Upstairs.

walked in, barely registering

her pillow, he inhaled deeply–clinging to the faint

you,

slept all night. But even here, lying in the warmth of her space, rest wouldn’t come. Closing his eyes only made the

At some point, a knock sounded

Phillips.

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