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

Chapter 816:

“Coming!” Hadley chirped back, her words tumbling into the phone as she spoke to Colleen. “He is summoning me—I’d better see what’s up. Could you handle things for me, please?”

She ended the call with a flick of her thumb, rolled up her sleeves with purpose, and strode into the bathroom.

The moment she crossed the threshold, her eyes narrowed at Eric. “What’s all the hollering about?”

Eric flashed a cheeky grin, lifting his arm like a trophy. “My arm is hurt.”

“Well then,” Hadley quipped, “skip the bath for a few days—problem solved.”

“But I’ll smell like a barn then!” Eric objected. “I can tough it out, but I’d hate to stink up you and the baby.”

As he edged closer, Hadley thrust a finger in his direction, her tone firm. “Stay right there, or I won’t help you.”

Eric relented, planting his feet with a playful

his head down. “Let me wash your hair—close your eyes to keep the water out of

whisk Hadley away. They were bound for the Flynn Mansion that evening, a visit prompted by Nyla, who had caught wind of Hadley’s

Nyla had insisted Eric ferry Hadley home so she

days until the big recording, Hadley’s schedule

outside the practice room

the door swung open, and

your next adventure at

Megan burst out like a jack-in-the-box, darting toward him and reaching for his arm. “Here for me, I

her grasp with the grace of a dancer, his gaze sliding past her to land on Hadley emerging behind. “Hadley,”

gap to take

kick back at home, feet up, worries

wasn’t having

promise. Besides, lounging around all day won’t do me or the baby any favors.” Eric had no

fine,” Hadley assured him, flashing him a smile.