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.

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

with fatigue. As

“Still no news?”

for a

“No.”

and yanked the knot loose. Of course. He

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

been any updates, Phillips would have said something by

Flynn, maybe no news is good news,” he said, carefully choosing his words. “Hadley might have friends

could finish, the car jerked to a sudden

around, his brows furrowing. “Sebastian! You’ve been driving for years—what the hell was

“Just an accident. Sorry.” He gestured ahead. “Look—some woman

Phillips glanced forward.

enough, a young woman crouched on the icy pavement, gathering scattered belongings from the

isn’t she from Hadley’s dance troupe? I think her name’s Elissa

it was indeed Elissa—what did it matter

sighed before pushing the door open.