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?

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 your

greenhorn, without any acting experience, so he couldn’t risk featuring her too much. Still,

backers would at least show some semblance of respect. Elvin wouldn’t make any promises, though.

inclined to take that road, no one would stand in her way. But judging by her reaction,

“It’s just dinner. Relax.”

get it, Mr. Webster,” Hadley said,

could she not

do now was hope

and entered a

illumination, not to mention the heavy scent of alcohol and perfume that hung in the

her

Faulkner, Hadley has

Adonis beckoned her closer. “Come over

“Okay, Mr. Faulkner.”

making

“Here, Hadley.”