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

Chapter 515:

It was clear—he was looking for something.

“Eric!” Denver caught his arm, stopping him. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Are you trying to stop me?” Eric’s voice was low, tense. “Are you hiding something—or someone—upstairs?”

The conflicting emotions inside him threatened to boil over. Did he want to find Hadley here, or not?

He wanted her to be safe—but not if it meant she had run to Denver.

“What?” Denver frowned in utter confusion. “What are you even talking about?”

“Mr. Flynn!”

Eric spun toward the entrance, where Phillips was answering a call.

“There’s news about Hadley.”

expression turned sharp.

speaking, “The taxi… They’ve located

“What about Hadley?”

Phillips shook his head. “Still no sign of

within Eric. “Then why are you even bothering to tell

stared silently at the

however, noticed something

saying

come here—he was searching for

realized immediately that Hadley wasn’t here after

gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝗶𝗻

“Phillips, we’re leaving.”

“Yes, Mr. Flynn.”

“Hold it right there!”

time; he grasped Eric’s shoulder

confrontation earlier that day—hadn’t he and Eric just

flared uncontrollably inside Denver, shattering all caution. “Eric! Did you do

confirming nor denying. Though he’d never exactly laid a hand on her, Eric knew the pain he’d inflicted