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

though his tone

furrowed deeper, a tangle of

What could

wasn’t that Eric wanted to harbor doubts about his brother, but ever since Ernest had gained consciousness, too many

his phone away, Eric turned back toward the

in her seat, her eyes glued to the screen, a soft laugh escaping her lips as the

gently, reluctant to shatter the serene moment

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back.” Hadley noted, her attention

danced before her.

his voice a hushed murmur near her ear. “Linda collapsed on set and was rushed to

“What?”

pang of guilt twisted in Eric’s chest, a faint sheen of sweat dotting his brow. “Hadley, I’ll only go to

could finish his plea, Hadley waved a hand breezily,

turned her gaze back to the glowing