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

Chapter 685:

She quietly wondered if things might actually work out, if Eric might keep caring about Joy, if maybe this could be their chance.

Yet as soon as the thought came, her vision wavered, and her heartbeat quickened uncomfortably.

Reaching for support, Hadley leaned against the kitchen island, waiting anxiously until the spinning sensation and rapid pulse faded away.

At Flynn Mansion.

Hours past midnight.

The harsh ring of Ernest’s phone woke him from sleep. Quentin’s name flashed urgently on the screen.

He answered quickly.

“What is it?”

“Mr. Flynn!” Quentin’s usually steady voice cracked with anxiety.

“The boy’s missing!”

Missing?

upright, his mind suddenly sharp

face, and he clenched his jaw, snapping

job—watching a toddler—and you couldn’t even handle

and Ernest still hadn’t worked up the courage to

the other end, Quentin remained silent, taking in the scolding. After a pause, Ernest exhaled deeply, attempting

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he had responsibilities of his

been hired, rotating shifts

the window. It was two in the morning. How

Quentin explained,

the nanny tucked him in, and everything appeared perfectly

was empty! In a panic, she had rushed

security footage and

video showed the toddler quietly slipping out of the house and wandering into the night. According to the time logs, the child had already been missing for

gripping the phone tightly,