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

Chapter 531:

“Hurry up. This is a bus lane—we can’t exactly park here. Mr. Flynn is being nice. Do you want him to get a ticket?”

What kind of twisted logic was that? Yet for some reason, it worked. Muttering under her breath, Elissa climbed into the car.

As the vehicle pulled away, unease crept over her. Ernest sat beside her, silent and unreadable. Not a word spoken, yet his presence filled the space.

Elissa swallowed. Her fingers brushed her dry throat while a thin sheen of sweat formed on her back. What was she supposed to say?

“Where to?” Ernest’s voice cut through the tension, his gaze shifting toward her.

“Umm…” Elissa jolted. “R-Redmarsh.”

Ernest gave a curt nod. “Did you hear that?” he asked Quentin.

and clear, Mr.

“Good.”

rigidly, spine straight as a board, feeling like

and the car

is me—thank you for the ride!” she blurted, hastily pushing the door open. Before anyone could respond,

figure. Then his gaze flickered over the surroundings. So… this was where she lived. In a place like this? He took in the run-down buildings and aging infrastructure before looking

Eric didn’t hesitate. Bending down, he scooped Hadley into his arms and carried her straight from the garage into the master

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“You’re running a fever.”

to her forehead on the way back. It

“I’ll get the doctor—”

faint but firm. “Please, I don’t

doctor check you out. If it’s nothing serious, you might not even need

for another protest, he dialed his private physician and then called the housekeeper. Hadley needed rest, warmth, and proper nutrition, and Eric would

wasn’t long before the doctor arrived. After a thorough