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

Chapter 813:

This sleek machine belonged to Ernest.

Eric guided Hadley a few steps closer, and the car door swung open with quiet grace. There sat Ernest, poised and unruffled.

“Ernest,” Eric greeted.

“Hello,” Ernest replied with a nod, his eyes flickering toward Hadley. His voice softened like a breeze. “Hadley, might I steal Eric away for a moment? I’ve got a few words to share with him.”

“Of course,” Hadley replied, her eyes crinkling with a warm smile. Eric let her go with a tender pat on her hair. “Hop in my car and wait for me there—it’s chilly out here.”

“Okay.” With a playful twirl, Hadley made her way to the Bentley—Eric’s vehicle—leaving Eric to slip into Ernest’s ride.

Inside the car, the air hung thick with unspoken tension.

“The one who came after you today…” Ernest began, his voice steady as he unraveled the threads of a mystery. “They’re tied to the Scott family.”

Scott family?” Eric’s jaw dropped, disbelief washing over him. “How on earth could it be

eyes, their

seems someone in the Scott family might be

rubbed his temples, exasperation creeping in like a

work of a Flynn family foe—never once imagining

you reckon they’ve

in thought. “For now, it looks like they’re fishing in the dark—suspicious, but not sold

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“Suspicion alone justifies going for the

had come to buy him! If not for Xander’s quick thinking and the combat skills Eric had honed over the years, he might have been

shook his head, cool as a cucumber. “The Scott family’s offspring, ever since Ferris took the reins, have

sudden realization flickered across

a

he did, given the Scott family’s current mess, it wouldn’t be those bumbling heirs gunning