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

Chapter 369:

Turning slightly, Linda reached out and accepted the object. A small, charred fragment—roughly the size of two knuckles.

She studied it, her fingers brushing over the burned edges. Her brows furrowed.

The fragment in Linda’s hand was small, but telling. A charred corner of a photograph. Though most of it had been lost to the flames, a faint outline remained—what seemed to be a head. The hairstyle suggested it belonged to a girl.

So, this was what Ernest was so desperate to destroy…

But why? And who was she?

She masked her thoughts with a calm nod. “That’s all for now. You may leave.”

“Yes, Miss Harris,” the servant responded before quietly stepping away. Once alone, Linda carefully tucked the fragment away, her expression unreadable.

The date was set.

This Friday. Eight o’clock.

another show; it was a

first real stage performance.

night,

already

sales,” she had said firmly. “Lightning Studio performances always sell out fast. Just focus on your dancing. If the

now at

she checked the ticketing website,

“Wow!”

her mouth, overwhelmed by the realization. “This is it. This is the big stage,” she thought. If she couldn’t make a name for herself

chimed, snapping her out

A message from Denver.

are sold out!” A blushed, smiling

in her chest. So he was keeping track of

going to be incredible. Break