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.”

glance toward the kitchen, where

arch of her brow, Linda answered coolly, “Do it. Think a few days of playing house with him outweighs the ten, twenty years we’ve known each other? Please,

then, Eric emerged, carefully carrying

“Breakfast’s ready!”

then eat. I’ll pretend

placed the plates on the table, shooting them

Unsure how to handle it, he quietly

a piece of crispy bacon—not for herself, but

𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 ⸮

Try it. I was up before sunrise making these.” The morsel hovered inches away; all Hadley had to do was open her mouth. But Linda’s jab about feeding a “stray” echoed in

no way she’d

pushing the food

Suddenly—smack!

fully realizing it, Hadley slapped Linda’s hand away. The fork—along with

alarm. “Hadley, what the hell is

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

to her feet and