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

Chapter 238

Chapter 238 The Worst Timing

Eric stood watching Hadley intently, a quiet hopefulness glimmering behind his eyes, clearly waiting for her

response.

A slight discomfort crept through Hadley, and she fidgeted nervously in his hold, skirting around his question.

“Why don’t you try the pear first? It’ll get too cold if you keep waiting. Let me get you a spoon.”

Was Hadley avoiding him?

Yet Eric noticed immediately, clearly sensing the unease hiding beneath her evasion.

Still, she hadn’t openly turned him down.

Holding her closer, he stubbornly refused to loosen his grip. “You’re being evasive again. Is admitting you like

me really such a big deal?”

He bent toward her, stealing a gentle kiss. “Forget the spoon. I’ll grab one myself. You took the time to cook

this, and I intend to enjoy every bite.”

Finally letting go, he headed toward the cupboard.

As Hadley watched him go, a wave of dizziness suddenly washed over her.

For a fleeting second, uncertainty tugged at her resolve.

She quietly wondered if things might actually work out, if Eric might keep caring about Joy, if maybe this could

be their chance.

Yet as soon as the thought came, her vision wavered, and her heartbeat quickened uncomfortably.

Reaching for support, Hadley leaned against the kitchen island, waiting anxiously until the spinning sensation

and rapid pulse faded away.

At Flynn Mansion.

Hours past midnight.

The harsh ring of Ernest’s phone woke him from sleep. Quentin’s name flashed urgently on the screen.

He answered quickly. “What is it?”

“Mr. Flynn!” Quentin’s usually steady voice cracked with anxiety. “The boy’s missing!”

Missing?

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mind suddenly sharp and alert.

the phone, “You had

Quentin, and Ernest still hadn’t worked up the courage to explain the boy’s existence to

Quentin remained silent, taking

deeply, attempting to regain his composure. It wasn’t entirely Quentin’s fault; he had responsibilities of his own

been hired, rotating shifts specifically

two in the morning. How could a

explained, “Around eight o’clock, the nanny tucked him in, and everything

few hours later, the bed was empty!

to

slipping out of the house and wandering into the night. According to the time

phone tightly, shadows

already informed the police,

area now.”

everything that could be done was already

updates had

the situation and knew he had to inform

where you

outside the front gate.”

estate after setting everything in motion, knowing that Ernest wouldn’t

with a brief nod. “Stay put. I’ll join

hurriedly dressed and made his way

the hallway, Linda appeared unexpectedly before

halted abruptly, a flicker of worry crossing

years together had taught Linda exactly how to

she asked calmly, “What’s so urgent that you need to

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a vague tone,

for what, exactly?” Linda’s skepticism

faltered

properly and tell me clearly: what’s urgent enough to drag you

regular work in the family company yet, still stuck in rECOVERY

and Linda managing household responsibilities, Finest kid no dear reason to leave

something far more troubling beneath the

the months, seemed on the brink

“Linda.”

he knew the moment

realistic. Eventually, the child would return to their home, and Lindie deserved to know the

go as

perfect opportunity to speak with Linda, yet unforeseen developments hat compelled him to act sooner.

ideal moment, the situation had left him with

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