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

Chapter 203 We’re Done

“Here you go.” Handing over Hadley’s phone, Eric gently teased, “Is my presence that intimidating?”

“No,” Hadley responded, taking the phone with slight hesitation. “And, thank you.”

She was reliant on his assistance, though she tried not to let her face show it.

“What’s on your mind now?” Eric inquired, noticing the change in her demeanor.

His mood seemed lighter than before, a stark contrast to his earlier anger.

With a half–smile, he asked, “You’re not still scared of me, are you?”

Hadley started to object, but Eric was quicker. He caught her hand and pulled her towards him.

Caught off guard, Hadley lost her balance and tumbled into his chest.

Eric caught her smoothly, his hand securing her waist, while his other hand gently moved a strand of her hair back from her face.

Laughing softly, he murmured close to her ear, “You do still have feelings for me, right?”

What? Hadley’s eyes widened in disbelief.

How could Eric suggest such a thing?

She hadn’t shown any affection towards him–how could he misunderstand so profoundly? Eric sensed her surprise and cleared his throat, his gaze softening under her intense scrutiny. Hadley’s features were striking, particularly her eyes, which held him in their depth.

Silence had become her new companion, unlike before when she would fill the air with her chatter. In her quietness, her eyes sparkled with an unusual intensity that Eric found himself drawn to. “Why the sharp look?” Eric asked, his voice laced with curiosity. “Have I misread the situation?” He pointed towards her phone. “If you’re truly indifferent, why look into Ayla secretly?”

Hadley paused, taken aback. That was what this was about?

Seriously, was Eric delusional? His conclusions were wildly imaginative.

Erie. She attempted to clarify

I’ve reconsidered our earlier conversation,” Eric said, interrupting her.

At that, Hadley stopped mid–sentence, inhaled sharply, and pressed her lips tightly together.

Clutching her phone, she said, “I’ll hand over the phone once Elissa is free. And… I assure you, there’s no

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backup this time!”

ruin Linda, her priority was securing Elissa’s

its earlier harshness and sounded gentler now, “I want you to return to me, to be my

What?

was taken

Linda one moment and pursuing

remember the video I have of Linda?” “I’m

plan? Broadcast it online? Do it. Every attempt you make to upload it, I’ll have removed. If you post it again, I’ll block it again,” he said with a slight lean forward, his presence almost

quicker–you or my

a chill, standing rigidly as her skin broke out in a cold

about your employees seeing Linda’s less flattering side?”

with ease. “Not at all.” “They’re loyal to Flynn

fixed on her, he smirked subtly. “Doubtful? Try me. At my signal, your

closed her eyes tightly, her

prevail against someone as formidable

agreeing to his demands wasn’t an option for her!

had only agreed to be with him because she needed to conceive his child–she had no desire to entangle herself with him again now that she

him and he discovered that she

her ground. She gestured towards Ayla. “You already have a girlfriend. I’m not

light chuckle, lifting his brow but offering

advice, ventured into dating someone else, finding a

eyes then settled on Hadley, capturing

try… and it just didn’t feel

skin, causing Hadley to

with a stern look, her

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around them, patient

talking? It’s okay. This isn’t a small decision. Take all the time you need to think it through. When you’re ready, call me. However-” Eric’s friendly demeanor dimmed, his voice became more stern. “You have only one. shot at

reached for her hand.

“Why are you doing this?“.

take her with him

resignation. “No need to worry. It promised you time, and I’ll honor that.

her here by herself, could he?

woman, especially after the incidents she had already faced in

I’ll drive you

Hadley out of the hall.

“Mr. Flynn…”

breathless, her eyes filled with desperation as she looked at

held Eric’s hand, and