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?”

for her? It seemed he was not ready to give her

set firmly, Hadley managed to say, “I’m aware of your influence, yet I’ll never

that so?” Eric challenged her, holding

fell between them, both

Eric nodded slowly. “I see

the terrace, and he knew winning her back wouldn’t be

that it

so long, he knew

determined to win her over, no matter

he urged, “Come on, have some more. Two bites aren’t enough.”

now on

gesture. She bowed her head and reached for her glass of milk, drinking it in large,

lifting an eyebrow,

their meal, they left

to

that sorry excuse of an apartment. Bringing her to live with him immediately,