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.

on Eric’s head. “How old are

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

true?” Nyla’s hand brushed Hadley’s head with tender concern. “Why didn’t you

call.

plate, she dumped the

go,

adventures await

and Hadley blinked in

rare as hen’s teeth,

had separate rooms, but with Hadley expecting, Eric

night or get a sudden craving for something, I’ll be here

the bed with a grin. “Hop

replied, a quiet ache tugging at her

of her pregnancy broke, Eric had been doting on her like never

four years between them could vanish

to douse the light,