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

Chapter 695:

That had been a close call!

She had nearly let her emotions sway her better judgment.

Tonight, as she prepared the steamed pear for Eric, she had foolishly entertained the notion of building something lasting between them.

Even if only for a fleeting moment, how could she have let such a naive thought take root?

Thank heavens for that phone call—it had whisked Eric away and snapped her back to reality.

In the car, Eric’s hands clenched the steering wheel, his brow creased with unease, a restless storm brewing in his chest.

His thoughts swirled around Hadley. What was she doing now? Had she drifted off? Her sleep was always so light—she simply couldn’t fall asleep in mere seconds, could she? So why hadn’t she responded when he left?

He had mentioned the sleet outside, yet she seemed not to hear, not even sparing a simple “Drive safely” as he departed.

she noticed his cough, he had sensed a closeness blossoming between them. But just now,

buzzed sharply, pulling him back to reality. It

said, gathering his scattered

trembled on the other end. “I’m

of unease crash over him. His

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“Linda, where are you?”

Her voice trembled, laced with

don’t know where I am. It’s dark, and—” A choked breath.

Quentin is searching too—just don’t move, do

the engine roaring as he tore through the streets, heading

“Mr. Flynn!”

something was wrong. The

eyes scanned the dark surroundings, his pulse quickening. She wouldn’t have

area,” Eric said, his voice firm. “She should be close