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

Chapter 561:

“Excuse me?” Hadley lifted her eyes slowly, her lips curving in a…

A subtle smile. “I know. But Eric insists I eat, so… what can I do?”

“You!” Linda spat, livid at Hadley’s self-assured smirk.

In that instant, all the frustration and jealousy she’d been storing—over Eric and Ernest—came roaring to the surface.

She couldn’t stand seeing Hadley’s perfect yet infuriating face for even another second.

“Get out! Go! Right now!” Linda snapped.

Hadley’s easy smile vanished in an instant, replaced by an icy stare.

“What did you just say to me?”

Linda’s sneer deepened, her voice low and sharp. “Don’t pretend you didn’t hear me. I said get out of here.”

the kitchen, where Eric

Linda answered coolly, “Do it. Think a few days of playing house with him outweighs the

Eric emerged, carefully carrying a plate

“Breakfast’s ready!”

staying, then

plates on the table,

on the tension. Unsure how to handle it, he quietly sat

breaking the uncomfortable silence. She reached for a piece of crispy bacon—not for herself, but to

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inches away; all Hadley had to do was open her mouth. But Linda’s jab about feeding a

was no way she’d take even a

Linda prodded, pushing the food closer.

Suddenly—smack!

away. The fork—along with

alarm. “Hadley, what the hell is

twist with revulsion at Linda’s theatrics. She didn’t need Linda to drive her out; she’d leave on her

to her feet and was ready to storm