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

Chapter 828:

“Yes, sir!”

Robin barely had a heartbeat to respond before he was slammed against the wall, pinned tight.

“Who the fuck are you? What’s your game?” Robin demanded.

Quentin didn’t spare him a glance, stepping aside with cool indifference to wait.

Moments later, Ernest strode in, his cane tapping the floor, his face carved from stone as he made a beeline for the second floor.

The master bedroom door yawned open, soft sobs spilling out into the hall.

Ernest’s features hardened as he crossed the threshold.

Guided by the sound of her sobs, he found Elissa huddled in the corner beside the bed.

scarcely clothed, her dignity hanging by

instinctively averted his eyes, his voice booming toward the doorway.

he cast his cane aside, turned back, and eased

leg was still far from fully healed,

“Elissa…” he whispered.

ears, trembling violently, her eyes wild with terror. “Don’t

jagged

the broken clock she’d smashed earlier, now clenched tight in her

𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗲: g․𝗮𝗅𝗇․𝗈ν․𝖊．𝗅𝘀．ⅽ𝗈．𝗆

Robin!” Elissa spat, eyes burning with fury. “You want me dead, don’t you? Well

her fingers, landing with a soft clink as her

of effort, he

was the only way to stop her before she hurt herself. There

bed, wrapping it securely around Elissa’s unconscious form. Then, frowning,

top of the stairs and