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

Chapter 722:

No. She had nearly crashed into one.

Her breath hitched as her vision sharpened, and she saw them.

Ernest and Quentin.

She had nearly collided with Ernest’s car.

“I’m terribly sorry.” Elissa rubbed her forehead and nodded apologetically at Ernest. “Mr. Flynn, I didn’t mean to cause trouble. I should get going.”

She turned, ready to slip away, but before she could take a step, Ernest’s firm yet gentle grip closed around her wrist.

His gaze was steady, his voice unwavering. “You need medical attention. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Elissa hesitated, shaking her head. “It’s nothing serious. Just a few scratches. I don’t want to be a burden. Thank you, really.”

door. But the second she stepped outside, something in the distance caught her

seat before Ernest could even process what had happened. His brows furrowed. “Elissa, what the hell

trembling finger to her lips, pleading. “Please… just let me hide here. Just for

Hide? From what?

followed her wide-eyed stare and glanced out the

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The man who stepped out

Recognition dawned instantly.

him too. “Isn’t

Ernest’s tone was sharp, his subtle shake of the head enough

clamped his

in the shadows of the car seat, her entire body trembling as though the

her before? Was he the reason for the bruises,

said, his voice low but resolute. “Get in. We’re taking her to the