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

Chapter 197 She Sparked All This Trouble

Eric gestured discreetly to the store manager and the sales assistants, indicating they should give them some space.

“Of course, Mr. Flynn,” replied the manager before he swiftly guided the staff away.

“Look here, Hadley.” Eric encouraged as he gently took her hand, guiding her to the gleaming display case. “What catches your eye?”

“Oh?” Hadley quirked an eyebrow, her voice tinged with amusement. “Are you in the mood to shop for my wardrobe?”

“Yes.” Eric confirmed with a nod. Wasn’t that apparent?

“I’ll pass,” Hadley responded with a playful smile, yet her words dripped with irony. “Really, I’m all set with my current wardrobe.”

She began to withdraw her hand, seeking to escape his grasp.

“Wait, Hadley, Eric said, holding her gaze firmly. “Didn’t you mention that nothing at Silver Villas appeals to you anymore?”

Before she could respond, he earnestly continued, apologizing for earlier misunderstandings.

Eric acknowledged his oversight with a hint of regret. “I should have consulted you before making plans. Let’s go have a look now, shall we?”

He motioned towards the array of clothing behind the glass. “We have a few pieces here, but there’s more to see. What catches your eye? They can bring out additional selections if you’d like. Does that sound good?” Hadley’s smile widened as she absorbed his words.

“Listen, Hadley,” Eric murmured as he drew nearer, his presence almost encircling her. His breath was a whisper against her car, his tone verging on desperate. “I’ll do whatever it takes to address your concerns. Please, let’s not end things, okay?”

Hadley tilted her head, pondering his plea.

What was she expected to say in return?

She found herself amused by Eric’s apparent naivety.

“Eric.” Hadley finally spoke, her tone laced with incredulity. “Do you really believe some new clothes will mend

our issues?”

“And what more should I do?” Eric asked, his voice steady and sincere.

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He gave her space to speak, “Just tell me what you need. I’m here to make it right. Please, just don’t leave me.”

felt uneasy with Eric so near. She touched his chest and gently pushed him back.

it’s clear you know Linda’s preferences. You’ve tailored an entire wardrobe to her taste, yet you seem clueless about what 1–your own girls–like. How

expression frozen as he struggled to find the

he said, “I… I’ve just been

“Sure.”

a chance,” Eric pleaded, holding her hand

some time…”

swayed by his appeal. She smiled slyly, cutting through his protestations.

be?” Eric’s face brightened, hope flickering in his eyes.

laid out

to me.”

What?

expression hardened, a frown forming on his face.

she apologize?”

it obvious?” Hadley flipped her hair back, a look of triumph in her eyes.

in the kitchen, cooking for you. If it wasn’t for her breakfast, we wouldn’t be having issues right now!

“Hadley…

from her. “She apologizes, and we’re good.”

to Hadley? Given her temperament, it

would comply. “There’s

smirk widened. “It’s actually simpler.”

playfully tugged on his tie, looping it

alone again. Stay out of her affairs. Is that within your power?

heavy feeling settled in Eric’s stomach. This request seemed just as unattainable as the

He began to make his case. “Linda has been a part of

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Hadley dismissed his attempts with a wave

knew he wouldn’t agree.

precisely her point–to ask for something he couldn’t provide.

not offering you a chance; it’s that you’re not showing any real commitment. It seems we can’t move forward together.”

tie and threw

for you. Given your position, there’s no shortage of candidates.” She offered a dry smile. “I sincerely hope you find someone

on her retreating figure, his

The foll

was different

her usual dance rehearsals, she was due at a photo shoot for promotional material, involving an

external crew.

noticed Elissa and the makeup artist

1 late,