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

Chapter 735:

“Why are the lights still on?”

She stepped cautiously into the living room, scanning the area for the phone she’d left behind. There, on the floor, she saw Hadley.

“Miss Pearson? What happened?”

For a moment, she stood frozen, stunned, before her instincts kicked in. She rushed forward, dropping to her knees beside Hadley, hands trembling as she gently lifted her.

Hadley’s body was ice-cold. Her face was pale and her eyes were clenched shut. A sharp wave of panic rushed through the cleaning lady. “Miss Pearson! Can you hear me? Wake up!”

No response. Of all the times for this to happen—Eric wasn’t home! Her fingers fumbled for her phone. She needed to call emergency services immediately. And security—they had to be alerted so the ambulance could gain access.

By the time Eric wrapped up his meeting and left Poseidon’s Realm, it was nearly five in the morning. The scent of alcohol clung to him as he slid behind the wheel, exhaustion pressing against his temples. All he wanted was a shower, a change of clothes, and maybe—if he was lucky—a quick nap before the day began.

community’s entrance gates, he waited as they slowly opened. The guard on duty shifted

“Mr. Flynn, you’re back?”

nod, his mind

“Mr. Flynn—Is Miss Pearson all right?

steering wheel as his foot

updates now on

voice dropped

“It’s always the same,” he thought. “Mr. Flynn calls her his wife. Miss

stare made the guard swallow his uncertainty and answer quickly. “Your wife was taken to the hospital last night. I thought

the moment Hadley was taken

went rigid. The words hit him like a

guard blinked, caught off