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

Chapter 819:

It was clear Elissa had orchestrated her escape with cunning precision. Of course, the bodyguard and servant’s carelessness played its part—they had foolishly assumed Elissa’s blindness tethered her in place.

Ernest gripped the phone, his eyes hardening like flint. “I’ll be there shortly.”

After hanging up, he readied himself to depart.

“Where are you off to?” Nyla piped up. “Won’t you stay for supper?”

“Something has come up that needs my attention.” Ernest flashed a warm smile. “Grandma, with Locke and Hadley here, you’ll be fine. Please enjoy your meal without me.”

Seizing the moment, Hadley shot a discreet glance at Eric.

Her plate was a mountain of food she couldn’t hope to conquer alone. Eric caught her signal like a hawk and, while Nyla chattered with Ernest, deftly slid Hadley’s excess onto his own plate. “Alright, you can finish the rest,” he murmured.

Hadley pressed her lips together, poised to take a bite.

whirled around and landed a playful swat on Eric’s head. “How

been off her feed lately. She can’t manage

head with tender concern. “Why didn’t you

servant with a brisk call. “Hurry now! Bring

Hadley’s plate, she dumped the remaining

you go, finish it

await on

and Hadley blinked

hen’s teeth, Nyla

but with Hadley expecting, Eric wouldn’t hear of it.

craving for something, I’ll be here to fetch

patted the bed with a

a quiet ache

pregnancy broke, Eric had been doting on her like never

could vanish

reached to douse the light, Hadley’s phone