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

Chapter 345:

Adonis then gestured toward Hadley. “While your looks certainly caught my attention, relying solely on beauty would reduce you to just a pretty face, which I won’t allow to happen. Take this script home and immerse yourself in it. I want to see your interpretation of the character. Dig deep, alright?”

“Understood, sir.”

In no time, Elvin returned with the script and passed it to Hadley, leaning in to whisper, “Make sure you read it thoroughly and don’t screw it up.”

“Also,” Adonis added, “I’m not entirely sure which role will fit you best just yet. From the lead to the third female lead, I want you to analyze them all, if possible.”

“Of course.”

With the script in her hands, Hadley felt a wave of apprehension wash over her. Was acting really this intricate? She still found herself drawn to dancing.

At the hospital.

Linda called softly as she stepped into

Ernest’s assistant, Quentin Miles, standing by the bed and reporting something to Ernest. As soon as she entered,

they have been discussing? A nagging thought lingered in

a respectful nod toward

acknowledged him with a

“Goodbye, Miss Harris.”

“Take care.”

pulled up a chair beside the bed, took Ernest’s hand,

into the recent events that had unfolded. Instead, she kept the conversation light, as

Just stepping out of

brow furrowed slightly, and a tremor

Was he intentionally distancing himself from

composure, she replied with warmth, “Is your arm weary?

raspy, muffled sound came forth. Linda instantly grasped his need. After caring for