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.”

been among the worst injured. Over the phone, she asked Hadley to come

“Of course, Ms. Nicolson.”

up, Hadley hastened to

gone regardless

and she wanted to see

“Ms. Nicolson.”

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private room

in—take

several other troupe members—dancers

all gathered, let’s keep this short

ones to the lead dancers

out of our hands. Accidents happen, and sometimes we’re at the mercy of

plan was to oversee initial treatments at the hospital before arranging

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