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

Chapter 492:

After a long pause, she opened WhatsApp and typed, “Are you busy?”

No response. Not that she expected one.

That night, her performance was the first on stage, wrapping up early.

By the time she stepped out of the studio, it wasn’t even eight. She checked her phone—still nothing from Eric.

She drew in a steady breath, gripped her phone, and pressed call.

The ringtone dragged on, stretching each second unbearably.

“Hello?”

At last, he answered.

His tone was slow, edged with impatience. “What do you want?”

“Eric.” Hadley swallowed, choosing her words carefully. “Are you free? I need to see you.”

a teasing lilt to his voice, cool and detached. “Whatever

had no real excuse—no concrete reason to see

she softened her tone. “Can we just meet? Some things are easier to

Silence. Then, finally—

talk about it later. I’m

heading

pause. Longer this

he said flatly. “I don’t know

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The line went dead.

at her phone, frustration

choice but to wait. If

her pocket,

pressed her fingertip to the sensor,

forgotten to remove it? Or had he just never

aside,

one in the morning, Eric finally

the sofa, stirred at the sound of the door. She was on her feet in an instant, hurrying over,

was

shoes and strode into the living