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?”

not ready to give her what she truly

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

Eric challenged her, holding her gaze

tense silence fell between them,

nodded slowly. “I

had overheard her conversation with Nyla on the terrace, and he knew winning her back wouldn’t be

it was right that it shouldn’t be

for so long, he knew

the long haul, he was determined to win

some more. Two bites aren’t

live now

time, Hadley chose to ignore his gesture. She bowed her head and reached for her glass of milk, drinking

eyebrow, he

their meal, they left

wheel, driving Hadley to her apartment on

was reluctant to let her go back to that sorry excuse of an apartment. Bringing her to live with him immediately, however, especially right after severing her ties with Galant, might