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

Chapter 291:

So that was Eric’s grand scheme—blocking Hadley’s job prospects not out of spite, but to nudge her toward Blanche’s dance troupe?

And now he was plotting to woo her?

Hadn’t he once vowed to despise her forever? Wasn’t it he who’d sworn, with fire in his veins, that forgiveness would never cross her threshold?

When had the tides turned?

Where had everything gone off the rails?

Two days later, Hadley set out for home.

Still a newcomer to the troupe, she hadn’t yet been handed a spotlight role. Blanche had brought her along mostly to get her feet wet—learning the ropes, meeting the crew, and soaking in the rhythm of the operation.

Every detail, down to the train tickets, had been neatly arranged by Blanche’s assistant.

plopped into her seat than her phone buzzed to

name flashed across

she answered, her voice a curious

tone danced with an easy familiarity, warm and teasing, like a friend who knew her better than she could admit. “When do you roll in? I’ll send Sebastian to pick you up and bring you to

The office?!

crinkled. “Why?

see when you get here,” Eric said, dangling the mystery like a carrot. “Don’t fret, though. It’s

gig Eric had paved

a faint edge of displeasure.

colleagues, and your car—well, it’s a bit too much of a

𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊:

That made sense.

“If you’re set on flying under the radar,

do I