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 pot

I have to say it. Are you certain that was just a one-off meeting? To catch

the start—she is not playing straight with you. I begged

Linda could finish, Eric interrupted. “Linda, it’s late. You should head

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 Linda had once basked in the glow of the powerful Flynn family

𝒶𝒿𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝓮 𝑛𝑒𝓍𝓉

He doubted it. Since he and Hadley had intertwined their lives, they were rarely apart—like two peas in a pod. Still, Hadley did have pockets of time to

and Eric rubbed his temple as if to

smirk danced on Eric’s lips—surely it was Hadley, coming to smooth things over. If she apologized and explained her ties with Denver, he

in,” Eric called, masking his anticipation

like a stone. It wasn’t Hadley—it was the cleaning