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.

He stepped out this afternoon with Quentin.

Eric replied, though his

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

gone out with Quentin? Since the afternoon? What could

about his brother, but ever since Ernest had gained consciousness,

his phone away, Eric turned

remained in her seat, her eyes glued to the screen, a soft laugh

to shatter the serene moment but left with

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Hadley noted, her attention still half-caught

before

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

“What?”

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

finish his plea, Hadley waved a

glowing screen, resuming her immersion in