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…”

to push

a feral growl, Eric launched himself forward,

this funny to you? What the hell did you

at the mercy of this scum. And it was

he had protected her better—if he had never let her out of his sight, she wouldn’t

Ernest’s voice cut through the madness. “Eric!

he had

are live at

tainted by the hands of this filth. His mind recoiled at the horrifying

to lay your filthy hands on her? You’re gonna

his fists forward, again and again, his voice hoarse, raw, repeating the

Flynn!” Phillips lunged forward, trying to pull Eric away—only to be shoved

unease prickling across her skin.

violence, it was as if she was seeing the boy he used

“Eric!”