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

Chapter 661

Chapter 661:

“I’ll step away to handle this call.”

“Very well.”

Swiveling on his heel, Eric answered the call, his countenance shadowed with displeasure. “Ernest, where on earth are you?”

“I’m already at the hospital, just moments from her floor,” came the reply. “Alright.”

Eric ended the call with a flick of his thumb and strode purposefully toward the elevator. His eyes quickly caught sight of Ernest and…

Quentin emerged from the elevator.

“Eric.” Ernest inclined his head in greeting, his poised and sophisticated features betraying a trace of weariness.

“How is Linda faring? Is she out of danger?”

“Ernest.” Eric fixed his brother with a steady gaze, sidestepping the question entirely. Instead, he countered, “Kira mentioned you stepped out this afternoon. Care to enlighten me on what’s been occupying your time lately?”

stiffened, and his lips formed a tight line as

“Eric…”

find

cold sense of apprehension. “What is it? Why can’t you just say

kept silent, refusing to

tell me?” He

eyes darted away, seeming to confirm Eric’s

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shocked by the implications, moved closer and lowered his

Ernest seemed tormented, his face contorted with

“Ernest!”

Quentin intervened, pulling Eric back gently. “Mr. Flynn, please, your brother

“Am I pressing him?”

as he stared at his brother. “Ernest, you don’t have to involve me in your private

blood sugar. What if it’s worse next time? If something serious

this, and he fell silent, seemingly lost for

his initial confusion and

what I needed to say as your brother—go