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

Chapter 490:

He stood there, waiting, half-expecting her to say something. To acknowledge him.

But Hadley didn’t even spare him a glance. She stepped past him like nothing had happened.

As she moved past, he caught her wrist.

His voice was low, edged with tension. “Pick it up.”

“What?” Hadley let out a quiet laugh. “Why would I pick up something I threw away? It’s disgusting.”

“Pick it up!” Eric’s voice cut through the air, sharper this time, his gaze locking onto hers with unyielding intensity. “I said, pick it up.”

“Ouch!”

Hadley flinched as his grip tightened around her wrist. She shot him a glare, yanking against his hold. “I won’t! You can’t make me!”

Her eyes burned—fierce, unwavering.

belongs where it belongs—in

Trash?

jaw tightened. Had she really just called the hair tie he gave her trash? His free hand curled into a fist at his side, frustration simmering beneath his

was a gift from

cutting. “You think it’s appropriate to give us both the same gift?

“I tossed it for your sake. Wouldn’t want Ernest catching on to

brings your

fingers tightened around

breath, her wince barely concealed. It felt like he was moments away

“Shady intentions?”

of fury and something even

think. If you don’t want Ernest to lose it,

“Hadley!”

She

she raised a hand and slapped Hadley

talk about him

the shock didn’t last long. Her instincts took over—her hand shot up, striking