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

Chapter 525:

Phillips didn’t push. Instead, he bent down, picking up a small box from the ground and handing it back to Elissa.

“Miss Holland, are you alright? This medicine… are you running a fever?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m a little under the weather,” she said lightly.

Then, with a forced smile, she quickly grabbed the box and shoved it into her already torn bag. “But I’ll be fine. Thanks for this—I should get going.”

Without waiting for a reply, she clutched her things and hurried off, disappearing into the snowy street.

Back in the car, Phillips turned to Eric. “Mr. Flynn, Elissa didn’t seem hurt at all, but she bought those supplies and even fever patches… Strange, don’t you think?”

Eric didn’t even spare him a glance. “Sebastian, drive.” Sebastian didn’t question it and pulled away from the curb.

But Phillips wasn’t done thinking about it.

A few moments later, he glanced out the window—then abruptly stiffened. “Wait a second… isn’t that Elissa?” Phillips frowned. “She’s walking in the wrong direction,” he muttered. “If she was heading home, she’d be taking the road to Redmarsh. But instead, she’s going the other way.”

Eric’s eyes snapped open.

“Uh—Mr. Flynn, should I just… stop

replying to him; he simply gave

“Sebastian, follow her.”

“Yes, sir.”

takes you to

off. Follow Elissa? Why?

Eric suddenly cared?

understand it. He just knew that if they

Eric bowed his head

was being followed, Elissa hopped on a

made a turn and headed

watched closely, brows furrowed. “Mr. Flynn,

steady. Calm. Absolute. “We

phone buzzed in

It was Ernest.

with something beneath the surface.