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

Chapter 381:

Did her feelings for Denver run that deep?

Eric’s heart tightened as he grasped the steering wheel harder. As they approached Flynn Mansion, he pulled up in front of the grand entrance.

Hadley exited the car and walked forward without looking back. Watching her retreating figure, Eric hesitated briefly before finally pulling out his phone to call Denver.

Nyla presided over the dinner table, flanked by Ernest and Eric on one side, and Hadley on the other.

Linda was still at work and hadn’t made it home yet.

Nyla kept adding food to Hadley’s plate. “Eat up. You look like you’ve lost weight again.”

“Nyla,” Hadley responded with a gentle smile. “I need to maintain a certain weight for my dance roles. Gaining too much could slow me down.”

“Of course, of course!” Nyla exclaimed, her face lighting up. “A great dancer needs to watch their figure at all times!”

moment, the

maid hurried to the door. Then her tone turned confused. “Mr.

“Hadley!”

down

“Hadley!”

What are you doing

to talk right there at the doorstep, Hadley motioned toward the garden, and the two of them

next adventure at

his gaze, his voice

my fault. I never thought my mom would come looking for you. Whatever she said, don’t let it get to you.

calm and steady, much

not upset. Mrs. Moran was just telling

widened in shock, a sense of dread

with resignation. “Your mother was right. That’s why I

could finish, Denver interrupted, his handsome face

don’t say