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

“Locke!”

frustration. Her anger flickered, replaced momentarily by surprise

deeper into her embrace, his small body trembling as he turned his back to Linda. He clung to Nyla as if she were his shield, refusing to even look at

Everyone in the Flynn family knew—Linda had

honey.” Nyla’s voice was a soothing whisper,

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years in hardship, growing

here, Locke. There’s

flushed with anger as she glared at Nyla. “What are you trying to say? Are you implying that I hurt him, and that’s why

with quiet disappointment. “That’s not what I meant,” she said, her voice gentle but firm.

nestled against her, his small frame rigid with fear.

drained from her

knew exactly how