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

Chapter 820:

Elissa’s call traced back to the police station.

Eric tagged along as Hadley dashed to the police station, finding Elissa perched quietly in a corner chair.

She was a sight—hair tangled like a bird’s nest, clothes smudged with dirt, and scrapes marring her hands and face.

“Elissa!” Hadley flew to her side, clasping her hand. “I’m here now.”

“Hadley?” Elissa flung herself into her arms, sobbing like a child. “I can’t see! The bandages are off already, and it’s still pitch dark! Hadley, I’m blind!”

Tears cascaded down Hadley’s cheeks as she cradled Elissa, stroking her back with gentle care. But in that moment, words were frail things, powerless to soothe.

All she could do was stand by her friend, a quiet anchor in the storm.

“Elissa, let’s head home now,” Hadley murmured softly.

Hadley battled the tears pricking her eyes as she gently steered Elissa toward the door. “Easy now, there’s a step ahead… right foot first, that’s it, now the left…”

the car, he glanced at Hadley. “Where are we

Elissa replied softly. She then added, “Thank you, Mr.

replied with a

life, cutting through the

apartment. With one expecting a child and the other unable to

a touch shabby, but the heater

water heater and rummaging for clean clothes to help

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the water warmed, she slipped outside for

lounged on the sofa, setting his phone aside as she appeared. “Need a

her head. “Elissa can’t be on her own right now—I’m staying with

eyes,

call me

course. Go on now. It’s

in a brief, warm embrace. “Don’t wear yourself thin. I’ll

building’s entrance, just as Eric had figured, Ernest’s car