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

Chapter 461:

When had Eric slipped away? She couldn’t quite pinpoint it. The drug had lulled her into a deep calm, and sleep had claimed her soon after.

Testing her limbs, she felt a renewed vigor.

With a stretch of her arms, she propped herself up and noticed her clothes neatly folded by the bedside.

Eric hadn’t taken liberties while she was unconscious. Not that she pegged him as a saint—far from it.

He simply wasn’t interested—that much she knew all too well.

Even during their marriage, he had shown no desire to touch her.

Rising to her feet and slipping into her clothes, her phone suddenly buzzed.

It was Blanche on the line.

“Hello, Ms. Nicolson.”

among the worst injured. Over

“Of course, Ms. Nicolson.”

hanging up, Hadley hastened to the

gone

and she wanted to see if she could lend a hand in any

“Ms. Nicolson.”

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private room

come in—take a

held several other troupe members—dancers and department

that we’re all gathered, let’s keep this short and cut to the chase.”

injuries had been sustained, including severe ones to the lead dancers of two groups, which

a heavy sigh. “It’s out of our hands. Accidents happen, and sometimes we’re at the mercy of

treatments at the hospital before arranging a

the following performances would need to be rescheduled. They hashed out the details, divvying up responsibilities