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

Chapter 789:

If that happened, Astrid’s chances of landing a decent husband would vanish forever.

“Mrs. Moran, please, I beg you!” Noreen pleaded.

Mission accomplished, Wilma didn’t linger another second and stormed off.

“Oh, God…” Noreen’s legs gave way, and she crumpled to the floor in a heap.

Moments later, Astrid’s voice floated in from outside. “Mom? What’s happening? Why’s the door wide open? What if some crook slips in?”

Stepping inside, Astrid was shocked to see her mother sprawled on the floor. “Mom, what is wrong?”

At the sight of her daughter, a spark of rage ignited in Noreen’s chest. She reared back and delivered a sharp slap across Astrid’s cheek.

“Astrid, how dare you!”

going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”

home and headed straight for the dance studio. Upon arrival, the staff informed him that Hadley had dashed off to the

car, nerves jangling as he replayed the memory of Hadley’s tears—a haunting image of

up right on time that afternoon. After yesterday’s drama, Megan kept

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in her eye. “Miss Pearson, your friend has been lingering outside for quite a while. I tried coaxing him in, but he wouldn’t hear of it—insisted he didn’t

furrowed. Which friend could

got time now. Thanks,

a cheeky wink. “He is quite

quickened—she had a hunch who it might be. With a soft smile, she replied, “As far as I know, he

playful pout. “Figures. A charmer like that

chuckled, set her water aside, and slipped out of the practice room