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!”

that moment, the

it!” The maid hurried to the door. Then her

“Hadley!”

noise, Hadley set down her fork and

“Hadley!”

What are

it wasn’t exactly appropriate to talk right there at the doorstep, Hadley motioned toward the garden, and the two of them moved out

next adventure at

his gaze,

thought my mom would come looking for you. Whatever she said, don’t let

calm and steady, much more so than

not upset. Mrs. Moran was just telling

in shock, a sense of dread settling in his

heavy with resignation. “Your mother was right. That’s why I turned you down the other day. From now on, we

finish, Denver interrupted, his

please, don’t say