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.

it belongs—in

Trash?

he gave her trash? His free hand curled

was a gift

let out a sharp laugh, her sneer cutting. “You think it’s appropriate to give us both the same

“I tossed it for your sake. Wouldn’t want Ernest catching on to your shady intentions and ruining his recovery, now

your imagination

fingers tightened around her

in a sharp breath, her wince barely concealed. It felt like he was moments away from

“Shady intentions?”

burned—an unsettling mix of fury and something even colder. “Is that what you think of

think. If you don’t want

“Hadley!”

She

a hand and slapped Hadley across

talk

burning on her cheek. But the shock didn’t last