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

Chapter 339:

A dull ache settled in her head. Not that it mattered now. Even if she uncovered the truth, what difference would it make? This time, she had no one to blame but herself.

Hadley barely left her apartment that day, sinking into the quiet weight of her thoughts. By evening, her phone rang.

Denver’s voice came through, casual as ever. “Hadley, I’m outside the studio. When are you getting out?”

She shifted in bed, her tone flat with exhaustion. “I’m not there.”

“What?” Denver sounded caught off guard. “You already left? Did rehearsals wrap up early today?”

He knew how hard she had been working. In just a few days, she was supposed to take center stage.

“Yeah,” she muttered. Her voice lacked its usual spark. “Listen, if that’s all, I’m hanging up.” Without waiting for a reply, she ended the call.

Denver stared at his phone, frowning. Something was off. Hadley sounded distant, almost defeated. That wasn’t like her.

he could think twice, he

bed, sinking deeper into her thoughts. The more she dwelled on her dismissal, the worse she

at the door pulled her

up, she shuffled to the door. When

“Denver?”

“Hadley.”

had even gotten lost trying to find

second he saw her face, his suspicions were confirmed. “You sounded off on the phone. What

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hadn’t expected him to show up just because of a

“Denver…”

quickly faded as reality sank in. She let out a slow breath and admitted, “I messed up.

stalled for

shock hit him hard. This wasn’t just bad news; it was devastating. Lightning Dance Studio was one of the most prestigious platforms for contemporary dancers. Hadley had been right on the verge of making her mark. But