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

Chapter 520:

“Mr. Flynn!”

Phillips hesitated, visibly unsettled. This wasn’t like him at all.

But Eric didn’t care.

His knuckles clenched, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Where is my wife? What the hell did you do to her?”

The buzz-cut man let out a strangled, bloodied chuckle.

His lips curled into a twisted grin, his gaze shifting toward the red cardigan clenched in Eric’s fist.

“Oh, so that woman is your wife?” he said, as if savoring the revelation.

Leaning back slightly, he exhaled with a smirk. “If you’d just said so earlier, I might’ve remembered sooner. Quite the beauty, that one…”

going to push your luck

feral growl, Eric launched himself forward, fists flying—each

the hell did you do to

Hadley—had been at the mercy of this scum. And it was all

he had protected her better—if he had never let her out

out of control, Ernest’s voice cut through

red cardigan—Hadley’s cardigan—was something he had chosen for her, delivered by

chapters are live at

hands of this filth. His mind recoiled at the horrifying images clawing their way

your filthy hands on her?

he drove his fists forward, again and again, his

forward, trying to pull Eric away—only to be shoved back

went on any longer, something terrible was going to happen. Linda felt it—a bone-deep unease prickling across her

she was seeing the boy he used to be—the fierce,

“Eric!”