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

Chapter 293:

“Caught you daydreaming, huh? Mr. Flynn’s not the type to play Romeo!”

“Get over it already—you’re still his candied hawthorns errand girl!”

“Two packs, don’t forget!”

Laughter bounced off the walls, filling the air with mirth.

Once the meeting wrapped up, Eric strolled back to his office, only to find Linda already perched within. “Linda? To what do I owe the pleasure?”

She’d swept in mere minutes earlier, barely settled in.

Eric’s query was light, a breezy bit of chitchat meant to fill the air. Yet, ever since Linda had caught wind of his hushed exchange with Nyla, a nagging thorn of doubt had taken root. Now, she couldn’t shake the suspicion that his welcome mat wasn’t exactly rolled out for her.

“What’s this? Have I worn out my welcome already?”

eyebrows, startled. “What’s

a grin, Linda responded, “Just a little humor. Why are

her presence. “I stopped by

of the Flynn Group, shared

her future workload, canceling or postponing non-urgent appointments,

she said, “I’ve managed my schedule and just thought I’d

nodded briefly. “I’ll let you get

on the two brown paper bags on the coffee table. She gestured toward them.

bags, recognition dawning. “Those

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intrigued, raised an eyebrow. “When did you

hesitated, careful not to mention they were meant for Hadley. “It’s

she bent over, opened

too bad,” she commented