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

Chapter 524:

“Y- Yes!”

Phillips didn’t dare hesitate, falling into step behind him without another word.

Linda remained rooted to the spot, expression blank, complexion pale. What was happening? Ernest had changed. And now, Eric too. Ever since Hadley returned… everything started to become a mess.

The moment Eric stepped outside, his gaze darkened—that silver-gray car was still there.

Phillips cleared his throat. “Mr. Moran has been following us. He hasn’t left, not even once.” Like a ghost that refused to fade.

Eric’s jaw clenched. He didn’t have the time or the patience to deal with this right now.

Without another thought, he ducked into the car, and as they pulled away, the silver-gray vehicle followed once again.

By the time they reached Flynn Group, a mountain of work awaited Eric.

He forced himself to focus, burying his exhaustion beneath a relentless stream of documents, reports, and decisions.

was finally done by evening, but as for the usual business socializing? He didn’t

slipped into the car, his movements stiff with fatigue. As they

“Still no news?”

a

“No.”

his eyes, leaned back, and yanked the knot loose. Of course.

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

any updates, Phillips would have said something by

to speak. “Mr. Flynn, maybe no news is good news,” he said, carefully choosing his words. “Hadley might have friends we don’t

he could finish, the car

his brows furrowing. “Sebastian! You’ve been driving for

a sheepish chuckle. “Just an accident. Sorry.” He gestured ahead. “Look—some woman just walked straight into the road. How was I supposed to

Phillips glanced forward.

the icy pavement, gathering scattered belongings

Flynn, isn’t she from Hadley’s dance troupe? I think

if it was indeed Elissa—what did it matter

sighed before pushing the