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

Chapter 285:

Her early memories of him were straightforward—he constantly shadowed Ernest, adhering to his every directive. If Ernest said east, Eric wouldn’t think of going west. If Ernest wished for the stars, Eric would strive to fetch him the moon as well. Nyla had always seemed pleased with the strong bond between her grandsons.

But was there actually something off with that?

Hadley remained puzzled.

Then something else hit her—Eric’s comment earlier about mantises. Was that a riddle? What could he possibly mean?

Without missing a beat, she grabbed her phone and typed in the keyword—mantis.

Hadley browsed through the information but didn’t see anything specific relating to what she was looking for.

After a pause, she keyed in the words “praying mantis,” “bite,” and “partner.” Then she saw her answer.

“Female praying mantises are known for their cannibalistic mating behavior, where they bite off the head or legs of their partners after mating.”

Hadley put her phone

later, within the opulent walls of the Flynn Mansion, while Nyla mended from her recent operation, Eric had taken up residence at the family mansion

by the shrill chime of his phone. A flicker of annoyance crossed his mind, but it vanished like

the physician overseeing

in an

“Yes, hello?”

Your brother has stirred from his long

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wake. It felt like a dream woven

awake! His eyes have

Eric, shattering his usual composure. Before he could rein it in, a warm blur clouded his

all these years… Ernest had returned

that sterile hospital bed, ensnared by a web of tubes and the hum

from the other end. “When might you grace us with your