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

Chapter 252:

What?

Hadley was taken aback. What was he thinking?

How could he listen to her accusations and still offer her food?

“I won’t eat that.”

She turned her head away, setting her terms. “Not unless you allow me to return to Galant and continue my dance career.”

Eric’s hand stilled. So this was what it was all about in the end. He put the bread down and got straight to the point. “You’re not going back to Galant. It’s out of the question.”

“Why not?” Hadley tensed up. “Dancing is my job!”

“What sort of pathetic career do you call that?” Eric couldn’t care less. He dismissed the idea with a wave of his hand. “You don’t need that job. Or are you suggesting that I can’t provide for you?”

her? It seemed he was not ready

managed to say, “I’m aware of your influence, yet I’ll never consent to this

so?” Eric challenged her, holding her

fell between them, both standing

nodded slowly. “I see

had overheard her conversation with Nyla on the terrace, and he

right that it shouldn’t be

for so long, he knew it wouldn’t

haul, he was determined to win

more. Two bites aren’t enough.” He handed her

live now

Hadley chose to ignore his gesture. She bowed her head and reached for her glass

an eyebrow, he couldn’t help

their meal,

at the wheel, driving Hadley to her apartment on West 12th Street

her go back to that sorry excuse of an apartment. Bringing her to live with him immediately, however, especially right after