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.

and landed a playful swat on Eric’s head. “How old are you now? Can’t

her feed lately. She can’t manage all you’ve heaped on her—she has been craving

with tender

call.

she dumped the remaining food

“There you go,

adventures await

Hadley blinked in

rare as hen’s teeth,

but with Hadley expecting, Eric wouldn’t hear of

or get a sudden craving

the blanket and patted the bed with

Hadley replied, a quiet

it—since the news of her pregnancy broke, Eric had

eyes fluttered shut, she wished those four years between them could vanish like mist. But the past was

to douse the light, Hadley’s