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 to

car afterward, he mulled

call log on his phone, finding nothing out

a different app, he accessed

face grew stern as he browsed

clenched jaw, Eric found Linda’s number and hit the

picked up on the other end.

of this call during your busy schedule, Mr. Flynn? How can I assist you

“Linda.”

hesitated, his mind briefly wandering to his brother, who was still in a coma at the hospital. He furrowed his brow, discomfort creeping in, then continued, “Going forward, please refrain from using my

her earlier smile freezing. “What are you implying? I’m

“Linda.”

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