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?

fingertips brushing the ice just inches away

cursed under his breath, frustration curling in

once more.

pounded against his ribs. His mind

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

the thought. He had to answer.

in his muscles, he lunged forward, stretching his arm as

his feet desperately scrambling for purchase, but the loose, icy

he tumbled down the

sleep and wakefulness when the sharp trill of her

silence.

would be calling at

Joy?

against the dim glow of the screen, she glanced at the caller ID.

ran through her, snapping her further awake. After the exhausting chaos of

the annoyance bubbling in her chest, she sighed

“Hadley!”

Flynn is injured–it’s bad. He’s being rushed to the hospital. I’m on my way to pick you up. Get

before she could

frozen, the phone still pressed to

injured? And seriously injured? Her mind raced with possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Without wasting

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back the covers and shot out of

her clothes. By the time she reached the staircase,

to the hospital was

had already gotten

Hadley called, her voice tight. She rushed toward him, her

“The doctors did

exhaled, nodding

Not

of his injuries? Broken

center swung open, and a doctor stepped out.

brother needs to be taken to the

trauma center

an invisible force

his decision immediate. “Understood. I’ll

sure you do everything you can.”

“We’ll do our best, Mr.

trauma room and straight into the operating theater.

her stomach as she and Ernest found themselves in the waiting

breaking the silence. He reached out and gave her shoulder a

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

throat dry. “I know, Ernest,” she murmured. Her hands were tightly clasped in her

He had the resources, the best doctors, modern medicine–Eric would survive.

like an eternity, Quentin

his eyes scanning the room, but Hadley quickly realized–he hadn’t come just for

was here too.

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

for only a fraction of a second before nodding. “Okay.”

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