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!”

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his car, nerves jangling as he replayed the memory of Hadley’s tears—a haunting image of the pain he’d caused her. At last, Denver summoned his courage, swung open the car door, and strode toward the

on time that afternoon. After yesterday’s drama, Megan kept her head down and steered clear of trouble. When break finally

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Tessie sauntered over with a gleam 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 want to bother you. So I tucked him away in the archive

furrowed. Which friend could

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a cheeky wink. “He is

be. With a soft smile, she replied, “As far as

lips pursed in a playful pout. “Figures. A charmer like that

set her water aside, and slipped out of the practice