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

Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Let’s Get Married Right Away

Hadley froze, eyes widening in shock. Could it really have been Eric?

Elissa, just as stunned, stole a glance at Hadley before voicing the question that was stuck on her lips. “Are you sure, Alice?” she asked, her tone laced with skepticism. “Could you have mistaken him for someone else?”

“No, I’m totally sure,” Alice’s response was firm, unwavering. “A man that handsome? Trust me, he’s not the kind of face you forget.”

Elissa said nothing more, and Hadley sat in silence, her thoughts spinning.

A feeling stirred in her chest–Alice had to be right.

At that time, Eric had been in Blathe.

She remembered the injuries he carried back then. But she had never asked. Never cared enough to question them. Now, everything was starting to click into place.

After seeing Alice off at the airport, Hadley and Elissa returned to the dance studio.

As they walked through the halls, Elissa let out a deep sigh. “Mr. Flynn is really something. Does he just go around saving people without ever taking credit for it?”

Hadley exhaled slowly, shaking her head. “I’m not sure what to say to that.”

Hadley and Eric had met as children given their grandmothers‘ friendship, and they also once spent years together under the same roof, yet she couldn’t say she truly knew him.

As a child, Eric had been quiet, reserved–distant. Perhaps it was because they hadn’t spent much time together back then.

By the time she was adopted into the Flynn family, he had changed a lot–short–tempered, unpredictable, a storm that could never quite be tamed.

Maybe that was just how people were. Layers upon layers, contradictions upon contradictions.

The Eric she had known was ruthless enough to exile her abroad for four years without hesitation, yet at the same time, he was also the man who had risked his own life to save her.

Hadley found herself wondering–if she told him the truth now… If she looked him in the eyes and finally said it—that she had been innocent. That she had never pushed Linda. That there was more to the story.

Would he believe her?

Could she trust him with the truth?

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That afternoon, Hadley’s phone buzzed with a message from Eric. “I’ll pick you up around 6:30. Dinner at the mansion with Grandma.”

“Okay,” she replied simply.

Since she would finish work before five, she took the opportunity to stop by her apartment first.

Eric, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t carve out time to be with

never difficult to care for. Spending time

the time she returned to the dance studio, she was right on schedule. Exactly five minutes

stepped out immediately, reaching for her hand as soon as she approached. “Did I keep you waiting? Sorry, I

as they got into the

away, Hadley studied him

a kid. Quiet, reserved. Not at all like you are now.”

didn’t change

tone was light, but his smile was faint. “I

lost

rare, limited to the times she accompanied her grandmother to visit

always off in your own world–reading or just staring off into space. Even

his lips. “That bad, huh? Sounds like

“You’ve changed a

stay the same forever.” Then, glancing sideways at her, he added smoothly, “Haven’t you changed too?”

for a moment. He wasn’t

knew one thing for certain–she had changed. After everything

not?

too. The man beside her wasn’t quite the same

“Eric…” Hadley hesitated.

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tone casual but attentive.

her mouth, but then

She still wasn’t sure about

situation between him and Linda was anything

incident from back then–the one that had sent her away for four years–was bound to be far more

back into the chaos of the Flynn

Hadley exhaled softly. “Just

Mansion was unusually lively.

been discharged from the hospital, her leg injuries healing well enough that, as long as

Eric had brought Hadley along–something that made Nyla positively

so nice to have everyone together again,” she said warmly. “We can finally enjoy a proper family

meal was pleasant enough, even lighthearted

a platter of fruit toward the living room, where they could all enjoy a nice chat over coffee and

enter–A sharp voice rang through the air.

is the meaning of this?”

was Linda. Her voice was laced with grievance and barely restrained fury.

frowned. “What is it

glance. “Have

know what’s going

tone was gentle but troubled as she addressed her eldest grandson. “Linda is asking you a

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