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

Chapter 241

Chapter 241 It’s Not Her

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Eric’s felt a wave of unease crash over him. His grip on the phone tightened. “Linda, where are you?”

“I… I don’t know…” Her voice trembled, laced with fear and barely contained sobs. “Eric… I don’t know where I am. It’s dark, and-” A choked breath. “I’m scared!”

“Stay put! I’m coming. Quentin is searching too–just don’t move, do you hear me?”

After hanging up, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal, the engine roaring as he tore through the streets, heading straight for the west side of the city.

“Mr. Flynn!”

By the time Eric arrived, Quentin had already located Linda’s car. But something was wrong. The car door was wide open. And Linda was nowhere in sight.

Eric’s eyes scanned the dark surroundings, his pulse quickening. She wouldn’t have gone far. Maybe she stepped out for air and lost her way.

“We need to search the area,” Eric said, his voice firm. “She should be close by.”

Quentin nodded. “Understood. Mr. Flynn, let’s stay in contact.”

“Right.”

The road ahead was desolate, the darkness stretching endlessly. With barely any streetlights, Eric had to rely on his phone’s flashlight to cut through the thick shadows.

“Linda!” His voice echoed into the night. “It’s Eric! If you can hear me, answer me!”

He trudged forward, his footsteps crunching over the frozen ground. The further he went, the more

treacherous the mountain path became. The sleet stung his face, his visibility reduced to almost nothing.

Then–his phone buzzed. Quentin.

He quickly answered, “Hello?”

“Mr. Flynn, we found Miss Harris. She’s injured, but-” A brief hesitation. “She refuses to come with me. She

won’t budge. We need you here.”

Eric exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple.

“Where are you? I’ll be there–hold on.”

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Just as the call ended, his phone rang again. Another call?

A sharp gust of wind suddenly blew past him, carrying ice and snowflakes straight into his eyes. He wires. instinctively squeezing them shut

His footing slipped. The phone new from his grasp, crashing against the frozen earth.

Eric’s breath caught as he watched its light flicker a few feet away. It was still finging

Who could it be?

Hadley?

away from it but the phone was

stopped. Eric cursed under his breath, frustration curling in

once more.

His mind raced. Was it

Had something happened? If she needed him, if she was hurt, alone,

at the thought. He had

as far

scrambling for purchase, but the loose, icy soil provided nothing to

tumbled

between sleep and wakefulness when the sharp trill of her ringtone

silence.

be calling at this hour?

Joy?

screen, she glanced at the caller

through her, snapping her further awake. After the exhausting chaos of the night, could she not get even a moment’s rest?

sighed and swiped to answer. “Yes, what

“Hadley!”

in his tone hit her before his words did. “Mr. Flynn is injured–it’s bad. He’s being rushed

went dead before she could respond.

sat frozen, the phone still

out looking for Linda. How could he be injured? And seriously injured? Her mind raced with possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Without wasting another

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back the covers and shot out of bed.

the staircase, a pair of headlights flashed through

hospital

time they arrived, Ernest had already gotten there, waiting just outside the emergency wing.

voice tight. She rushed toward him,

with a sigh. “The doctors did an initial check–Eric’s injuries

exhaled, nodding

words didn’t comfort her. Not life–threatening? That was too

the rest of his injuries? Broken

the trauma center swung open, and a doctor stepped out. Ernest was on his feet in an

to the operating room immediately. His injuries are

the trauma center can

force press against

jaw tightened, his decision immediate.

you do everything

doctor nodded. “We’ll do

signed, and Eric was wheeled out of the trauma room and straight

her stomach as she and Ernest found themselves in the waiting area outside

out and gave

voice was calm, unwavering. “Eric will be fine.

Her hands were tightly clasped in her lap, her knuckles pale. “I’m not

to his brother. He had the resources, the

felt like an eternity, Quentin arrived.

room, but Hadley quickly realized–he hadn’t come just for Eric. Linda

was here too.

straightening his coat. “Hadley, I’ll leave Eric

his gaze, hesitating for only a fraction of a second before

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