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.

a playful swat on Eric’s head. “How old

rubbing the sting. “Hadley has been off her feed lately. She can’t

that true?” Nyla’s hand brushed Hadley’s head with

brisk call. “Hurry

scooping up Hadley’s plate, she

go, finish it

adventures await

Eric and Hadley

as hen’s teeth, Nyla

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

get a sudden craving

the

Hadley replied, a quiet ache tugging

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

could vanish like mist. But the past was a stubborn ghost, impossible

Eric reached to douse the light, Hadley’s phone