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

Chapter 817:

Megan blinked, caught off guard. “Spend a little time with me, and you’ll warm up—I’m just as good as Hadley, aren’t I?”

Eric gave her a quick once-over, amusement tugging at his lips. “Well, for starters, you don’t hold a candle to her looks.”

Megan bristled. “Beauty’s a mixed bag—who is to say who is best?”

“Fair point,” Eric conceded, unshaken. “But I’m hooked on her flavor.”

Megan stood there, gobsmacked, words deserting her.

Hadley reappeared, fresh from changing, and Eric’s face lit up as he sauntered over, slipping an arm around her shoulders. “Lean on me—save your strength.”

Megan watched them cozy up, her lip caught between her teeth, green with envy.

“Mark my words,” she muttered, “I’ll win you over yet!”

Eric. “She looks fit to be tied. Not going

tugging at his lips, “cut me some slack. I’ve barely swapped a handful of words with her! She snapped a photo of us

didn’t even

Hadley huffed, her pout playful. “You two looked

Eric protested, eager to clear the air. He pressed a hand to Hadley’s belly, earnest as a saint. “I swear I’ll stay true to you and our little one—or let me

always had a knack for tugging at the

in her chest and gave Eric’s

tale finds a home

He leaned in, his lips inching toward Hadley’s. “Go on, taste and

swatted at him, glancing around. “We’ve

them gawk!”

the Flynn Mansion, Nyla was already perched at

Hadley, she bustled over, arms outstretched. “Hadley, come here, my dear! Let

Hadley