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

Chapter 290:

At the mention of her eldest grandson, Nyla’s expression flickered, a trace of hesitation passing through her eyes. A small nod acknowledged his words. “Alright, alright. That was my mistake.”

Yet, her attention swiftly shifted back to Hadley. “Fine, then tell me—if Hadley’s not in Srixby, where exactly did she go?”

Eric leaned back slightly, an unmistakable hint of satisfaction in his expression. “She went to Tidebourne.”

Confusion flickered across Nyla’s face. “Tidebourne? What on earth is she doing there? She has no one outside the Flynn family. Could someone have lured her into something…?”

A quiet chuckle escaped Eric. “Grandma, calm down. She went with Ms. Nicolson.”

Without waiting for more speculation, he filled her in on Hadley’s involvement with the Lightning Dance Studio.

listened, eyes widening as realization sank in. “You actually… went to

to do?” Eric replied, his tone laced with a gentle helplessness, though the warmth simmering beneath it hinted at his quiet devotion. “Dancing is her passion. If she can’t twirl and sway, she is a bird with clipped wings. And if she must dance, doesn’t she deserve the cream of the crop—the finest stage to

hard to argue

sigh, her eyes sparkling with admiration. “You’ve really thought this through, haven’t you?” She squinted at Eric, a playful suspicion flickering in her gaze. “So, you’re truly head over heels

in genuine bewilderment. “Did you

nod. “Fair enough. As long as you don’t break Hadley’s heart, I’ll keep

features. “I’m planning to wait until Hadley’s back, and then whisk her off to meet my brother.” His eyes shadowed with a fleeting

starts at

no secret that those two women mixed

murmured, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial hush. “No matter how things unfold with Hadley, mind you keep your manners with Linda. She

a wistful note threading through her words. “That child she lost… It has always been a pebble in Linda’s shoe. The rest of them might overlook Hadley’s missteps, but Linda—being the one who had borne the brunt—couldn’t quite let bygones be bygones. She swore she had moved