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.

cracking. “She got off there! That’s

anything else! She ran, and that’s it! That’s all I know–I swear

Rayton Road.

quiet contemplation, his brows slightly furrowed. After a moment, he spoke. “Eric, that’s enough. You can let him go now.”

the shaking man on the

voice was

word you’ve said is a lie–I won’t take your life, but here, in Srixby, I have

pressed a button on

“Quentin.”

Quentin immediately stepped forward, his movements crisp, professional. “I’ll send

Rayton Road.

intersection was eerily quiet–an isolated stretch with no signs

there was no telling where could have

the entire night combing the area, leading searches in

Eventually, dawn broke…

hadn’t closed his eyes

had been missing for almost 24

had left without a coat, without her phone–without

had no family, no close friends

now?, Alone? Freezing? Starving?

was he still here, unharmed? Why

foot of the stairs, arms crossed, her face

scoured every inch

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train stations, airports–not even a whisper in

vanished. As if she

into the room, attempting to soften the unbearable

Ernest, Eric–breakfast is ready. You should

can I?” Nyla sighed, her voice heavy, her arms tightening around

We all are. But you can’t help

insistent. “And you–you’re still recovering, Skipping meals won’t help.”

but then gave

stood motionless, staring blankly at the floor. “You should eat

was rough, barely above a whisper. “Grandma, Ernest–you should eat, but

started,

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

pitying Hadley, was he? He was taking her

Upstairs.

He walked in, barely registering his movements, and collapsed onto her bed fully clothed, his body

face into her pillow, he inhaled deeply–clinging to the faint traces of her scent.

you,

warmth of her space, rest wouldn’t come. Closing his eyes

point, a knock sounded at

Phillips.

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