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

Chapter 277:

“Fine, fine.” Eric sounded patient, almost like soothing an upset child. “If it makes you happy, go ahead and pay.”

Hadley was too intent on settling the bill to catch the tenderness in his voice. She quickly turned to the manager. “How do I pay?”

“Right this way, please,” the manager said, still processing the peculiar dynamics at play.

The wealthy certainly had their unique quirks; nonetheless, he was just there to make things happen.

“Will that be cash, credit card, or other mobile payments?”

“Do you take PayPal?”

“Certainly,” the manager responded, and then informed her of the pricing details. “The list price is $39,000. However, there’s an internal discount which brings it down to $21,000. But for you, Mr. Flynn’s associate, the price is just $16,000. Please scan here.”

“W-What?! $16,000?”

discount exceeding fifty

brimmed with gratitude. “Really? Thank

a laugh. “Though it’s really Mr. Flynn you should be

aware

over to see the details on the screen at the check-out counter, raising his eyebrows in

$39,000 for a toy?

yet for most, it was far from affordable. Shaking his head, Eric reflected on his financial independence. He had built his own wealth, distinct from the vast Flynn family’s fortune. Even the alimony he had proposed in their divorce had come from his

met, to

and touched his neck—the area where Hadley

a guilty look at Eric, wondering if she’d really bitten him that

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paused, and then in a tentative voice, she asked, “Is it

“Would it

freeze. Why did she even