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.”

a sidelong glance toward the kitchen,

if I told him exactly what you just said?” With an unimpressed arch of her brow, Linda answered coolly, “Do it. Think a few days of playing

carefully carrying a plate in each

“Breakfast’s ready!”

on staying, then eat. I’ll pretend I’m feeding

the table, shooting

tension. Unsure how to handle it, he quietly sat down beside Hadley.

silence. She reached for a piece of crispy bacon—not for herself, but to extend it

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sunrise making these.” The morsel hovered inches away; all Hadley had to do was open her mouth. But Linda’s jab about feeding

no way she’d take

pushing the food closer. “My arm’s

Suddenly—smack!

The fork—along

in exaggerated alarm. “Hadley, what

stomach twist with revulsion at Linda’s theatrics. She didn’t need Linda to

sprang to her feet and was ready to storm