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 there! That’s where we lost

wildly, panic flooding his expression. “I swear! I don’t know anything else! She ran,

Rayton Road.

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

man on the floor with

voice was calm–but

is a lie–I won’t take your life, but here, in Srixby, I have ways to make every

another glance, Ernest pressed a button on his wheelchair and turned away.

“Quentin.”

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

Rayton Road.

eerily quiet–an isolated stretch with no signs

was no telling where could have

Phillips had spent the entire night combing the

Eventually, dawn broke…

closed his eyes all night.

After all, Hadley had been missing for almost 24

coat, without

no family, no close friends

she now?,

was he still here, unharmed? Why

Nyla stood at the foot of the stairs, arms crossed, her face drawn

grim. They had scoured every inch of Rayton Road. Still–nothing. No

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at train stations, airports–not even a

had vanished. As if she had never existed.

the room, attempting to

ready. You

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

hand on her shoulder. “I know you’re worried. We all are. But you can’t

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

gave

staring blankly at the floor.

above a whisper. “Grandma, Ernest–you should eat, but I can’t.”

started, but then-

room, calm yet absolute. “He’s the

Ernest wasn’t just pitying Hadley, was he? He was

Upstairs.

his own room. Instead, his feet carried him toward Hadley’s. He walked in, barely registering his movements, and collapsed

into her pillow, he inhaled deeply–clinging to the

you,

warmth of her space, rest wouldn’t come. Closing his eyes only made the unease worse.

blurred. At some point, a knock sounded at the door.

Phillips.

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