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

Chapter 788:

Since they were expected at the Moran residence for dinner that evening, Noreen had dismissed her staff for the night and now answered the door herself. Seeing Wilma standing there, she forced a warm smile, though her mind raced with questions.

“What brings you here at this hour? We were just about to head your way.”

“Humph!”

Wilma’s lips curved into a smile that oozed unease. “Where is Astrid? Summon her at once!”

The edge in her voice set Noreen’s nerves on edge. Trouble was brewing—had Wilma come to settle a score?

“Well…” Noreen kept her gracious smile, masking her uncertainty. “Astrid stepped out this morning. But rest assured, Mrs. Moran, she’ll be punctual for tonight’s gathering.”

“Tonight’s gathering? And what might that be?” Wilma’s gaze dropped, her demeanor aloof and unyielding.

caught off guard. Wilma’s every syllable dripped with

do I mean?

snapped open her bag and retrieved a hastily printed photograph. With

respect, bristled at the insult. She

Moran! This is outrageous! Our family may not rival your prestige, but we’re no insignificant

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her voice edged with tension. “You’re yapping

instant. Before she could muster a retort, Wilma slapped the photograph

daughter! Feast your

and peered at it. In a heartbeat, her face

with that scoundrel. Yet here was proof—captured by the Moran family,

Noreen

onto the floor. “My son is a gentleman of fine caliber. How could he ever tie

Moran, surely there has been some

“A mix-up, you say?”