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

Chapter 581:

“Good morning, Miss Pearson,” one of the secretaries greeted cheerfully, gesturing gracefully toward the door. She paused respectfully, allowing Hadley to proceed unaccompanied.

“Thanks,” Hadley responded softly, offering an appreciative nod. “Of course.”

Stepping inside, Hadley was immediately struck by the unexpected calm.

Contrary to Phillips’ description of a CEO consumed by relentless activity, Eric appeared surprisingly at ease. And, to her growing intrigue, he wasn’t alone.

Eric was lounging comfortably in his leather chair, his eyes closed in quiet relaxation.

Behind him stood a young woman, her striking figure accentuated by a spaghetti strap gown that grazed her ankles. Her makeup was bold, amplifying her allure.

Neither seemed to notice Hadley’s quiet entry.

The woman lifted her graceful hands, gently working her fingers into Eric’s tense shoulders.

With a playful lilt, she asked, “Is this pressure comfortable, Mr. Flynn?”

murmured lazily, a serene

good, but you can

“Huh?”

widened

genuinely treating her like some sort of

lightly. “Excuse me. Didn’t mean to

“Huh?”

young woman glanced up sharply, her initial relief swiftly replaced by unease. Before her stood another woman whose beauty was effortless, unadorned yet strikingly superior to her own carefully crafted

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pang of insecurity surged

maintaining an overly sweet

didn’t acknowledge the woman’s question, focusing instead

He mentioned you

continued as if he hadn’t

slightly as uncertainty

urge to walk away,

a lengthy pause, Eric finally opened his eyes, though he still