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 short, scornful

Her voice dripped with disappointment. “Hadley, you broke

smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by a

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

Hadley’s face lost all color, but she had

became part of the troupe. I already had a contract with that

snapped. Hadley’s words carried no weight. Blanche had a reputation for being strict. She never made exceptions once the rules were

working on that outside project while you

her lips, but nothing came out. It was the truth, and there

“How reckless!”

were rules. No matter how much regret weighed on her, she couldn’t

new content now

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

her eyes already glistening with tears.

you. If I did, how could I expect to lead this troupe?” She let out a slow sigh and gave Hadley