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!”

you a lesson you won’t

arrival, the staff informed him that Hadley had dashed off to the TV station for an

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

whirlwind of activity. Not wanting to interrupt, Denver loitered just outside the practice room. By some miracle, Linda showed up right on time that afternoon. After yesterday’s drama, Megan kept her head down and steered clear of trouble. When break finally arrived,

𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 g𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫺𝖼𝗈𝗺

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

brow furrowed. Which friend could

got time now. Thanks,

wink. “He is quite the

Hadley’s pulse quickened—she had a hunch who it might be. With a soft smile, she replied,

pout. “Figures. A charmer like that

slipped out of the