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?”

his eyebrows, startled.

responded, “Just a little

explained her presence. “I stopped by for a meeting with

Media, a subsidiary of the Flynn

with her agent how to lighten her future workload, canceling or postponing non-urgent appointments, though she still

her feet, she said, “I’ve managed my schedule and just

let you get on with your

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

glanced at the bags, recognition

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came out plain and

raised an eyebrow. “When did

careful not to mention they were meant for Hadley.

Linda inquired as she bent over, opened

bad,” she