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

Chapter 745:

He fought against their grip, teeth clenched, muscles straining. “Let me go!”

“Elissa!” Hadley dropped to her knees beside her friend, hands shaking as she lifted Elissa’s limp body. “Elissa, talk to me! Are you okay?”

“Hadley…”

Elissa’s voice was barely more than a breath. Her lips quivered as pain rippled through her battered frame. Swelling distorted her face, bruises blooming across her skin like cruel shadows. Her fingers clutched Hadley’s arm, weak yet desperate.

“It… hurts,” she gasped. “It hurts so much…”

“Elissa!” Hadley pulled her close, tears falling freely. Then, turning to the stunned onlookers, she called out, voice breaking with desperation, “Somebody call an ambulance! Please!”

“I’m calling now!”

already on

rushed Elissa through the emergency entrance, and Hadley never left her

“Hadley.”

arms. He had come for the child’s vaccination and was heading home—until he spotted Hadley. His

in trouble

don’t have time to explain,” Hadley said urgently.

to

for questions, she turned and hurried inside, following the

exhaled sharply, handing Locke over to Quentin. “Locke, I need you to go home with Quentin,

to Quentin’s hand, waving his chubby fingers

Be a good boy,

taken into the ER. Hadley stood outside, hands clasped tightly over her chest,

“Hadley, how is she?”

of Ernest’s voice. “Ernest?”