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

Chapter 796:

Eric lingered outside the master bedroom, teetering on whether to follow, but ultimately turned on his heel and made for the study instead. No sooner had he settled into his chair than his phone shattered the silence with its insistent ring. It was Linda on the line.

“Hello?” Eric answered, voice steady as stone.

“Eric,” Linda replied, her voice drifting from her car after a long shift at the TV station. “I swung by the archive room earlier and saw you guys had cleared out. Is everything all right between you and Hadley?”

Eric offered no reply, holding his tongue.

Sensing the tension, Linda pressed on. “May I ask—do Hadley and Denver cross paths like that often?”

As in regular rendezvous?

stayed silent, a storm brewing behind his eyes, his anger simmering like a

with concern. “Some truths are tough to swallow, but for your sake, I have to say it. Are you certain that was just a one-off meeting? To catch them together purely by chance—doesn’t that

sighed, heavy with unspoken warnings. “I told you from the start—she is not

late. You should head home and get some sleep.” He

sly smile tugging at her lips. Had she truly been outdone by Hadley? Not in her book. Both she and Hadley were orphans, cut from the same cloth with no pedigree to lean on, but

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really meet Denver on the regular? He doubted it. Since he and Hadley had intertwined their lives, they were rarely apart—like two peas in a

his temple as if to banish

to smooth things over. If

in,” Eric called, masking his anticipation with

open, and Eric’s face fell like a stone. It wasn’t Hadley—it was