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

Chapter 193

Chapter 193 I’ll Just Pretend I’m Feeding A Stray

The conversation veered into dangerous territory..

“Linda!” Eric interjected, a furrow forming on his brow. “You’re overthinking things. You know Ernest–once he makes a promise, he always follows through. And he made a promise to you, didn’t he?”

“Yeah…” Linda nodded, though her agreement felt hollow.

“Try not to worry,” Eric continued, assuming his words had set her mind at rest. “Ernest would never betray you

Never?

She’d once believed that wholeheartedly. Now, she wasn’t so certain.

“Let’s just drop it,” Linda murmured, regaining her composure.

She went back to preparing breakfast, flashing a faint smile. “It’s been a while since you had my cooking. Make sure you eat plenty later.”

“Thank you, but this was too much trouble,” Eric said. “The housekeeper will be here soon…”

“Hey, Eric.” Linda suddenly looked up and interrupted him. “I couldn’t find any ketchup earlier. Did you run

out?”

“Really?” Eric stood immediately, concern creasing his forehead. “I can go out and buy some!”

“No, there’s no need!” Linda tried to stop him with a small laugh. “I only mentioned it in passing. If we have it, great–if not, it’s fine. You know I’ve never really been a big fan of ketchup.”

“That won’t work. Hadley needs it–she won’t eat without ketchup. The store nearby should have some.”

“Hey, Eric…

”

Linda began, but he was already on his way out. She watched him go, eyes darkening slightly.

He’d been so thoughtful toward Hadley these days.

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Eric came back later than expected, a bottle of ketchup in hand, which he placed on the table.

That took a while, Linda commented.

He explained, “The store downstairs didn’t have the brand Hadley likes, so I had to look elsewhere.” As he spoke, footsteps sounded from the staircase–Hadley was coming down.

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“Hadley”

immediately, his gaze locked on her, reading

already? This

see you and Linda beat me to it,” she

of words “you and Linda“-neatly

Hadley’s wrist. “Come have breakfast. Linda made

her into the dining room.

but turned when she heard them enter. “Hadley, good

the unmistakable contempt in Linda’s eyes.

sit,” Eric said, letting go of Hadley’s hand. “I’ll

her away from the stovetop. “I’ve got this. You go sit.

put in the effort, he felt it would be rude

offered him a tight smile and stepped back. “Alright. Bacon’s done. You can fry some grease–they’ll be so great.”

her and Hadley alone at the

amazing, I’ll bet it tastes

chilled. “I didn’t

eggs with the

Hadley lifted her eyes slowly, her lips curving in a subtle smile.

spat, livid at Hadley’s self–assured smirk.

all the frustration and jealousy she’d been storing–over Eric and

surface

Hadley’s perfect yet

Right now!”

vanished in an instant, replaced by an icy stare. “What did

didn’t hear me. I said get out of here.” Hadley shot a

if I told him exactly

an unimpressed arch of her brow, Linda answered coolly, “Do it. Think a few days of

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193 III Just Pretend I’m

years we’ve known each other? Please, I insist!”

then, Eric emerged, carefully carrying a plate in each

sniffed. “If you insist on staying, then eat. I’ll pretend I’m feeding

on the table, shooting them both a wary

less–than–perfect intuition picked up

sat down beside Hadley. “Sorry for the delay.

of course,” Linda replied, breaking the uncomfortable

crispy bacon–not for herself, but to extend

I was

open her mouth. But Linda’s jab about

no way she’d take even

prodded, pushing the food closer. “My

Suddenly–smack!

realizing it, Hadley slapped Linda’s

the bacon–slipped from Linda’s grip

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