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

Chapter 370:

He had the money, and he was more than willing to spend it.

But he had underestimated just how high the demand would be.

Last night, he had stayed up, watching the ticketing site like a hawk. The moment the clock struck midnight, he clicked the link. But so had hundreds of others.

It had been a frenzy. A battle of speed. In the end, he had barely managed to snag a few VIP box seats. If he had hesitated even a second longer, he might not have gotten any at all.

His phone buzzed, pulling him from his thoughts.

Barrie was the first to respond. “Hadley’s first stage performance?”

Denver quickly replied, “Yeah. Come support.”

“I’m in, too.”

“Thanks, Marshall.”

in. But what

his desk, coffee in hand, his phone screen glowing. His lips

reply to Barrie’s question.

set, then!

was locked in. Eric casually set his phone down,

before speaking. “Mr. Flynn… most of the employees I reached out to weren’t able to secure tickets. Only a few

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Denver wasn’t the only one worried about

and had quietly arranged for Flynn Group employees to purchase tickets—his way of ensuring the numbers stayed

weren’t exactly seasoned ticket buyers. By the time they figured out the process, the seats had already

If anything, there was a trace of amusement

leaned back, casting Phillips a brief, knowing glance before speaking. “No problem. Tell them I appreciate the effort. Anyone who pitched in—count it as overtime. Make sure they’re paid for

a small nod. “Understood, Mr.