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

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

“Hadley.”

voice made her turn. Ernest stood nearby, cradling his son, Locke, in his arms. He had come for the child’s vaccination and was heading home—until he spotted Hadley. His gaze shifted from her to the gurney being wheeled inside,

she in

time to explain,” Hadley said

home to

for questions, she turned and hurried inside,

over to Quentin. “Locke, I need you to go home with Quentin, all right? Daddy has something to take care of,

Locke clung to Quentin’s hand, waving his chubby fingers with a

Be a

already been taken into the ER. Hadley stood outside, hands

“Hadley, how is she?”

at the sound of Ernest’s voice. “Ernest?” She