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.

do you mean?” Noreen faltered, caught off guard. Wilma’s every syllable dripped with sarcasm, a

do I mean? See for

bag and retrieved a hastily printed

accustomed to respect, bristled at the insult.

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her voice edged with tension. “You’re yapping like a

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

good look at your daughter! Feast your eyes on her disgraceful

and peered at it. In a heartbeat, her face blanched

to cut ties with that scoundrel. Yet here was proof—captured by the Moran family, no

Moran!” Noreen tried to

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

surely there has

“A mix-up, you say?”