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.

out this afternoon with Quentin.

nothing pressing,” Eric replied, though his tone betrayed a flicker of

hanging up, his brow furrowed deeper, a tangle of thoughts knotting in

Since the afternoon? What

wanted to harbor doubts about his brother, but

phone away, Eric turned

a soft laugh escaping her lips as the film’s

reluctant to shatter the serene moment but left with little

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her attention

before her.

murmur near her ear. “Linda collapsed on set and was rushed to the hospital. I can’t get ahold of my brother, so… I might need

“What?”

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

finish his plea, Hadley waved a hand

gaze back to the glowing