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

Chapter 728:

Then, just like that, he stood up, ready to leave—ready to run.

Before he could take a step, Linda’s fingers clamped around his tiny arm. Not rough, but firm.

Her voice dipped, low and sharp, a far cry from the gentle act she’d been putting on. “Listen to me, Locke, I’m going to marry your father. That means—whether you like it or not—I will be your mother.”

“No! Let me go!” the boy cried, yanking at his arm, his small body twisting in panic.

Terror surged through him, and without thinking, he ran.

He sprinted blindly, breath coming in quick gasps—until he crashed into Nyla’s legs.

“Locke? What happened?”

clutched at Nyla—the way his body trembled against her—said everything. He was

“Locke!”

stormed after the boy, her expression dark with frustration. Her

burrowed deeper into her embrace, his small body trembling as he turned his back to Linda. He clung to Nyla

clear. Everyone in the Flynn family

don’t be afraid. It’s okay, honey.” Nyla’s voice was a soothing whisper, laced with quiet

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the boy should have had everything—a childhood filled with warmth, security, and love. Instead, he had spent three years in hardship, growing up in a world that never made

him closer. “I’m here, Locke. There’s no

you trying to say? Are you implying that I

I meant,” she said, her voice gentle but firm.

his small frame rigid with fear. “He’s still learning. Don’t take his words or

flushed and drained from her face in quick succession, embarrassment colliding

exactly how much Nyla adored