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

Chapter 212 Abduction

“What did I do now?”

Eric looked confused, hoping Ernest would elaborate.

Instead, Ernest simply shook his head and dismissed the conversation. “Never mind.”

“Ernest,” Eric’s curiosity grew, along with a sense of helplessness. “You can’t just start something and not finish it. What’s the mystery here? What are you hiding?”

Ernest chuckled, “Let’s save it for another time. Right now, I need to visit Linda at the hospital. Why don’t you go have dinner with Grandma?”

So this was about Linda.

“Alright,” Eric responded, nodding.

Yet, Eric was left with a nagging suspicion that Ernest was still hiding something from him.

What was bothering him so much that he couldn’t even share it?

Throughout the night, Eric’s thoughts were preoccupied with Hadley.

The following day, rather than going straight to his office, he detoured to her place.

Although he knew Hadley often visited the dance studio in the afternoons, he wanted to see how she was doing in the morning before heading to work.

He hesitated as he picked up his phone. Was it too early? Was Hadley even awake?

Despite wanting to go up to her apartment, Hadley had been clear that it wasn’t allowed, it wasn’t convenient.

Amidst his indecision, he spotted Hadley exiting the gate. She was briskly walking with a bag in hand, appearing somewhat hurried.

“Hadley!”

Eric quickly drove up and pulled over next to her. “Where are you off to? Hop in; I’ll give you a lift.”

“Thanks!”

Recognizing him, Hadley didn’t hesitate and climbed into the car.

As they drove off, Eric stole a glance at her. She looked a little tired, perhaps still groggy from sleep.

He asked, “You just got up?”

“Yep.

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Hadley paused, giving a nod as she glanced in the mirror. Was her late start that noticeable?

She couldn’t fall asleep until early morning, which led to her waking up late.

Unaware that the studio had temporarily stopped their performances, Melba hadn’t woken Hadley, assuming her usual schedule was in place.

her phone, Hadley urged Eric, “Could you speed up a

studio meant not only a cut in pay but also missing out

“Got it.”

though the traffic was

Hadley, concern evident in his voice. “Did you skip breakfast in

the mood to think about that

hesitation, Eric grabbed his phone and made a quick call. “Hey, it’s me. Swing by Grandma’s Kitchen, grab

caught every

this

nod. “Hold on, you’ll have something to munch on shortly. Donuts from Grandma’s

Indeed, they were.

how had

surge of emotions, Hadley responded with

the drive was quiet.

expressed her gratitude, saying,

the car swiftly.

on, the donuts will be here any second!”

“I’m not waiting!”

responded quickly, “I have to check in now! Appreciate the gesture though!”

quick wave, she dashed into the

gratitude?” Eric sighed, speaking

you.”

concerned for

difficult, and he ended up waiting over ten minutes for

their arrival.

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“Mr. Flynn!”

“Right here!”

instructed, “Please inform Phillips I’ll be delayed by

till I get there.”

“Understood, Mr. Flynn.”

bag in hand, Eric proceeded towards the

he had no set

clock in just in the nick of time, barely two seconds before being

time. “Hadley.” The call came from the entrance of

“Thanks!”

the heads–up, Hadley grew

staff and rarely known to visitors. Was it

proceeded to the east side

room, unexpectedly bumped into Elissa.

where I can find Hadley?” he

not here. I heard she went to meet someone at the east side

“Thanks a lot!”

at Elissa and then headed

a moment, impressed. Eric really did have a captivating smile, and his charm

might be

east side door, Hadley scanned the area, wondering who might

caught her attention. It looked as if

weeks.

about the van–it lacked a license plate.