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

Chapter 807:

She had blurted out that he wasn’t the father—practically handed him the golden ticket to doubt her—and he didn’t even flinch?

She had acted on impulse, seizing what felt like her only shot to break free.

But he didn’t buy it?

Even Hadley herself thought Linda’s little whispers made sense!

After his cold shoulder yesterday and not coming home all night, Hadley had figured he’d swallowed the bait.

Now it seemed he was just ticked off at her big mouth.

He didn’t so much as raise a doubt about her.

He put his faith in her, no questions asked?

driving that? Where the heck did that come from? Shouldn’t he have picked Linda over

Oh, the irony.

had had this kind of faith in her back then, they

it when she heard the sound of footsteps—Eric, heading downstairs. She plunked the cup down

slipped out of the foyer and shut the door

gave a futile little tug at her lips. Had her voice not reached him? Or had he caught

M𝒐𝓻𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝓹𝓉𝓮𝓇𝓈 𝑓𝓇𝒐𝓂 g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈.𝗰𝗈𝗺

cooped up here? What would it take to

trudged back, finished her milk, and

had been a sleepless disaster, her mind racing

place, Hadley flopped onto the bed, figuring she would just roll with the punches. With her mind made up, sleep

how long she’d been out until

the door. “Miss

groaned, her eyes heavy as lead. “Fiona, I’m wiped. I’ll pass on lunch.” She rolled over,

hesitated but then shuffled

she dialed Eric. “Mr. Flynn, I tried calling Miss Pearson, but she’s beat