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

Chapter 611:

Continuously checking her phone, Hadley urged Eric, “Could you speed up a bit?”

Tardiness at the studio meant not only a cut in pay but also missing out on her attendance bonus.

“Got it.”

Eric accelerated, though the traffic was thickening by the minute. He looked over at Hadley, concern evident in his voice. “Did you skip breakfast in your rush?”

“I did.” Hadley nodded, not in the mood to think about that now.

Without hesitation, Eric grabbed his phone and made a quick call.

“Hey, it’s me. Swing by Grandma’s Kitchen, grab a batch of their donuts, and take them to Lightning Dance Studio—fast!”

Hadley caught every word. Was he arranging this for her?

After hanging up, Eric assured her with a nod. “Hold on, you’ll have something to munch on shortly. Donuts from Grandma’s Kitchen—your favorites, right?”

Indeed, they were.

how had he

responded with a raspy, “Yes, that’s correct.” The remainder of the drive

the studio, Hadley quickly expressed her gratitude, saying,

the

out. “Hold on, the donuts will be here

“I’m not waiting!”

his plea, Hadley responded quickly, “I have to

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a quick wave, she dashed into the building without looking

himself. “Skipping breakfast isn’t good for you.” He was genuinely

he

“Mr. Flynn!”

“Right here!”

bag, Eric instructed, “Please inform Phillips I’ll be delayed by about forty minutes. He should handle things till

“Understood, Mr. Flynn.”

the bag in hand, Eric proceeded towards