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

Chapter 659:

“Very well, I understand,” Eric replied, his voice steady but laced with concern.

“Mr. Flynn,” the agent ventured cautiously, “will you be coming to the hospital?”

Eric didn’t commit, his response measured. “I’ll call Ernest.”

With that, he ended the call and immediately dialed Ernest’s number. True to the agent’s words, the line wouldn’t connect—Ernest was utterly unreachable.

What in the world was going on?

Eric’s mind churned with questions. Ernest hadn’t returned to work yet, and today marked no doctor appointment. Shouldn’t he be lounging at home at this hour? He decided to ring Flynn Mansion.

Kira picked up, her voice warm and familiar. “Mr. Flynn.”

“Kira, is Ernest there?” Eric asked.

stepped out this afternoon with

replied, though his

his brow furrowed deeper, a tangle of thoughts knotting

had gone out with Quentin? Since the afternoon? What could they have been

about his brother, but ever since Ernest had gained consciousness, too many things

away, Eric turned back toward

eyes glued to the screen, a soft laugh escaping her lips as the film’s story unfolded, delighting the

Eric called gently, reluctant to shatter the serene moment but left with little

𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧽𝖼𝗼𝗺

Hadley noted, her

before

ear. “Linda collapsed on set and was rushed to the hospital. I

“What?”

her eyes snapping to his with concern. A pang of guilt twisted in Eric’s chest, a faint sheen of sweat dotting his brow. “Hadley,

finish his plea, Hadley waved a hand breezily, cutting him

to the glowing screen, resuming her immersion in