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

Chapter 763

Chapter 763:

“Hadley.” Linda’s sunglasses and mask concealed her expression, but her voice dripped with warmth. “I had no idea you were such a talented dancer! Becoming a mentor here at the show—that’s really something. I’m thrilled for you.”

Hadley’s face remained impassive. “Appreciate it.”

As they spoke, a dark blue luxury car glided to a stop before them.

“Ernest is here for me,” Linda said, then turned to Hadley. “Where are you headed? Let us drop you off.”

“No need.” Hadley waved a hand in polite refusal. “Eric is coming to pick me up.”

“Oh.” Linda’s smile took on an amused edge. “I won’t intrude on your plans then. We’ll be off.”

At the base of the steps, Ernest had already stepped out, holding the door open. Linda slipped into the car, a content expression gracing her face.

hadn’t been staying at the Flynn Mansion lately, but Ernest had been unusually attentive—calling every day, picking her up at every opportunity, taking her out at the slightest chance. It was clear he still

twining her fingers with his as she leaned into his

choice,” Ernest replied, as always. “Wherever you want

“Then I’ll decide.”

widened—until her fingers brushed against something small, cold,

within the seat crevice. Her instincts screamed that it was important. Feigning nonchalance, she kept her grip on it without drawing

available at

car halted, and Ernest stepped out first, she seized the

It definitely wasn’t Ernest’s since he had no ear

her up. His usual ride was different. But it wasn’t hers either. Then whose earring back

through Linda’s chest, bringing back memories of the hairpins Ernest had once cherished. She had once believed it was Hadley’s, but the truth had turned out to be far worse—it

it come from? His recent displays of devotion, the constant attention, the tireless efforts to keep her close—all of it suddenly felt like a

and Ernest

a smile, slipping her fingers into his