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

Chapter 521:

The buzz-cut man lay sprawled on the floor, a crumpled, bloodied heap. His breath rattled, his swollen face barely recognizable.

“Speak! Where is my wife? What did you do to her? Where is she?”

“No, please…” The man’s body trembled, his battered frame wracked with pain. “I—I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

Eric’s rage flared hot again, his muscles coiling as he readied for another strike—but Linda’s grip tightened.

“Then what do you know?” she demanded, her voice cutting through the room like steel. “Talk. Now.”

The man coughed, blood dribbling from the corner of his mouth. “I’ll talk… I’ll talk…”

The buzz-cut man wheezed, gasping through the pain, his body trembling from the brutal beating.

“Don’t let her fool you—that woman is a menace! Even after I had her cornered, she smashed through the car window with a kick! She grabbed a glass shard—stabbed me with it!”

sleeve, revealing a mess of jagged cuts and dried blood. “Look! She

his face, his bravado

your pathetic whining—I asked

don’t know…”

storm. Exhaling sharply, his gaze dropped to Linda, still clinging desperately to his waist. “Linda.” He locked eyes with her, his tone dangerously steady. “Move. I’m going to

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bastard wouldn’t talk until he was staring death in

pulse pounded, but she didn’t

know!” The man sobbed, his breath ragged. “She stabbed me and then bolted out of the

“Eric!”

her grip tightening around him as she looked up at

heavy.

with a

eyes snapped

his swollen face, confused. “W-What? What

you want to die, tell me where she ran off