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.”

turned sharp.

finally speaking, “The taxi… They’ve

“What about Hadley?”

his head. “Still

Eric. “Then why are you even bothering to tell

silently at the floor,

however, noticed something alarming in

you saying Hadley is

Eric had come here—he was searching for

startled response, Eric realized immediately that Hadley wasn’t here after

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“Phillips, we’re leaving.”

“Yes, Mr. Flynn.”

“Hold it right there!”

him walk away easily this time; he grasped Eric’s shoulder firmly, asking, “What exactly happened

Eric’s frantic state reminded Denver suddenly of their heated confrontation earlier that day—hadn’t he and

Did you do something to Hadley? Did you hurt

Eric turned his head aside, neither confirming nor denying. Though he’d never exactly laid a hand on her, Eric knew the pain he’d inflicted was