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

Chapter 729:

The little boy scrambled down from Nyla’s lap and planted himself squarely in front of Ernest. For someone so small, he stood with an unshaken determination—one that shouldn’t belong to a child his age.

“Dad, I’m sorry!”

His tiny fists clenched, his words trembling on the verge of breaking.

Locke hesitated, stealing a glance up at Ernest, searching his face for a reaction.

That look—so fragile, so uncertain—sent a sharp pang through Ernest’s chest.

He was just a child. And yet, he already understood too much.

That his fate wasn’t in his own hands. That his father had the power to decide whether he belonged in this family. Whether he mattered.

hesitation, Ernest crouched down and

if letting go would mean losing everything. His

small frame trembling as he

reassuring. “This is your home. No matter

“Dad!”

felt her heart ache. She reached out, stroking Locke’s soft hair. “Sweetheart, let’s not cry anymore, okay? How about

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completely forgotten, pushed

“Hadley!”

gaze immediately catching sight of Hadley walking toward him

see Linda retreat into her room, shutting the

Hadley said casually, chewing thoughtfully. “Seems

boy? Eric hesitated before choosing his words carefully. “Maybe she just…