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

Chapter 337:

Blanche arched an eyebrow. A cold sneer crossed her lips as she set her phone down on the coffee table. “Take a look. See for yourself. Is this you?”

“Okay.”

Hadley hesitated before reaching for the phone. The screen displayed a photo of her in costume from last night’s film shoot. Her stomach twisted.

“Ms. Nicolson, I…”

“Is this you?” Blanche’s eyes locked onto her, cold and unyielding. Hadley’s pulse thundered in her ears. A cold numbness spread through her limbs. There was no escaping it. The proof was right in front of them.

She clenched her jaw and nodded. “Yes. It’s me.”

“Wow.”

out a

voice dripped with disappointment.

an instant, replaced by a sharp,

since I took charge of this studio, no one has dared to break our rules. Yet here you

color, but she had to explain

it was before I became part of the troupe. I already had a contract with

no weight. Blanche had a reputation for being strict. She never made

project

out. It was the truth, and there was

“How reckless!”

across her face. Rules were rules. No matter how much regret weighed on her, she couldn’t allow Hadley to

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lifted a hand, her voice sharp and unwavering. “Change out of

already glistening with

chose to break the rules yourself, I had no way to protect you. If I did, how could I expect to lead this troupe?” She let out a slow sigh and gave Hadley a hard look.