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!”

“She looks fit to be

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

even clock

Hadley huffed, her pout playful. “You two looked thick

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

knack

Eric’s cheek a gentle pat. “You’re spinning some sugary

finds a

coy, tilting his head. “Am I?” He leaned in, his lips inching

swatted at him, glancing around. “We’ve got

them gawk!”

they rolled up to the Flynn Mansion, Nyla was

come here, my dear! Let me get

Nyla.” Hadley greeted