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?

her alarm. “With a crowd around, he won’t dare cross the line. Plus, he’s

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

in the industry, the producer and backers would at least show some semblance of respect. Elvin wouldn’t make any promises, though. After all, many in this business were looking for shortcuts, willing to compromise their

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

“It’s just dinner. Relax.”

Webster,” Hadley said, taking a deep

could she

was hope that the producer wouldn’t

and entered

lights were dim, and Hadley frowned at the low illumination, not to mention the heavy scent of alcohol and perfume

her over

Faulkner, Hadley

her closer.

“Okay, Mr. Faulkner.”

stepped back, making room

“Here, Hadley.”