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

Chapter 347:

“Mr. Webster?” Hadley asked, puzzled. “What’s bothering you?”

Elvin glanced at her, his brow furrowed. “Once we get upstairs, no matter what happens, try to keep your cool.”

What kind of advice was that?

Hadley’s heart began to race. What could possibly happen?

“Here’s the thing,” Elvin continued, his voice tense. “I just found out that our producer is Wayne Walters.”

Hadley blinked, utterly clueless. She hadn’t officially stepped into the entertainment arena yet, so who was this Wayne Walters? She was in the dark.

“Wayne, well…” Elvin continued, gritting his teeth, “he has a notorious flaw. He couldn’t always keep his hands to himself.”

Instantly, Hadley’s eyes widened. Was that really just a mere flaw?

it get to you.” Elvin caught her alarm. “With a crowd around, he won’t dare cross the line. Plus, he’s not one of the investors this time, so he can’t push you into anything against

She was a greenhorn, without any acting experience, so he couldn’t risk featuring her too much. Still, this particular part could shine if

producer and backers would at least show some semblance of respect. Elvin wouldn’t make any promises, though. After all, many in this business

stand in her way. But judging by her

“It’s just dinner. Relax.”

Hadley said, taking a

she

do now was hope that the producer wouldn’t

the stairs and entered a

to mention the heavy scent of alcohol and perfume that hung

guided her over to

Faulkner, Hadley has

Adonis beckoned her closer. “Come

“Okay, Mr. Faulkner.”

making room

“Here, Hadley.”