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.

guard. Wilma’s every syllable

do I mean? See for

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

insult. She caught the photo reflexively but refrained

family may not rival your prestige, but we’re no insignificant brood to be

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voice edged with

complexion drained of color in an instant. Before she could muster a retort, Wilma slapped the

a good look at your daughter! Feast

snatched the photo and peered at it. In a heartbeat, her

daughter time and again to cut ties with that scoundrel. Yet here was proof—captured by the Moran family, no less—that Astrid had ignored her mother’s pleas and continued her reckless

Noreen tried to

son is a gentleman of fine caliber. How could he ever tie the knot with

there has been some

“A mix-up, you say?”