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

Chapter 267:

So, she took a step back.

“Do you remember asking me how I found out about your involvement in me getting rejected at every job interview?” she asked instead.

Eric raised an eyebrow. “Who told you? One of the club managers?”

“No,” Hadley replied, her lips tightening.

“It was Linda,” she said. “She was the one who told me.”

Eric paused, stunned. Linda knew? But how?

“Let’s go,” Hadley said finally. She had said her piece. Now, it was up to Eric to respond.

She was no longer the rash, fiery young woman she once was. Life had taught her a valuable lesson: even when justified, making a scene often cast her in a negative light.

Eric drove Hadley

afterward, he mulled over their conversation

reviewed his call log on his phone, finding nothing out of

accessed his archived and

stern as he browsed through the

a clenched jaw, Eric found Linda’s

up on

voice was light and playful. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call during your busy schedule, Mr. Flynn? How can I

“Linda.”

a coma at the hospital. He furrowed his brow, discomfort creeping in,

tone shifted abruptly, her earlier smile freezing. “What are you

“Linda.”

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chose his next words. “I have an app that retrieves deleted call

she had intercepted a call from the nightclub

took a call for you. Is this really worth a