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

Chapter 803:

Theodore planted himself like a sentinel, unwavering. “Miss Pearson, as long as I’m standing here, you won’t be crossing that threshold.”

Hadley stood thunderstruck, her mind spinning with no clear path forward.

With a resigned sigh, she turned on her heel and retreated back inside. The hour had grown late, and a trip to her apartment was off the table. Joy would be crestfallen not to see her mother, no doubt.

But in the grand scheme, it hardly mattered. A sibling for Joy was on the way, and she would weather the storm just fine.

All Joy needed was patience—a little time to bide.

If her apartment was out of reach, surely the TV station wasn’t? It was her job, after all.

Steeling herself, Hadley made another break for the door, only to find Theodore barring her way once more.

“Step aside!” she snapped, her eyes flashing as she glared up at him. “I’m headed to the TV station. Are you really going to stop me from working?”

Theodore stood tall, an unyielding wall, his voice clipped and formal. “I answer only to Mr. Flynn.”

personal

her lips, laced with

living room, Hadley snatched up her

ringing on and on, only to fade

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again—and again—each attempt met with the

giving her

What now?

no other cards to play, Hadley scrolled to Tessie’s number and

me. I’m under the weather today and can’t make it in.

take it easy. Your team isn’t rehearsing

“Thanks a million!”

up and

for today, but what about tomorrow? Only Eric held

he refused to pick up the

What could she do?