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.”

to meet up? What for?” There was a teasing lilt to his voice, cool and

real excuse—no

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

Silence. Then, finally—

talk about it later. I’m

I’ll wait for you,” she offered. “Are you heading back to

pause. Longer this

want,” he said flatly. “I don’t

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The line went dead.

her phone, frustration tightening

no choice but to wait. If she wanted this to work,

her phone into her pocket, she headed to

fingertip to the sensor, the

to remove it? Or had he just

aside,

morning, Eric finally returned

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

voice was soft.

his shoes and strode into