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

Chapter 829:

“Ah!” Robin’s scream echoed through the house.

Ernest didn’t even look back. He simply tightened his hold on Elissa and continued walking.

Quentin, alarmed, hurried after him. “Sir—your leg! Are you alright?” That kick came from deep fury—and Ernest didn’t hold back.

“I’m okay,” Ernest replied flatly, shaking his head.

The only thing worth worrying about now… was Robin’s manhood.

In the car, Ernest kept Elissa close, never loosening his hold. She rested limply against him, and he sat rigid—tense, uncertain, almost afraid to breathe.

At first, she was still. Peaceful, even.

The sound was

completely at a

he supposed to do

lifted a hand and patted

his surprise, the crying quieted. As if… that

a loose strand of hair from her cheek. “So easy to calm?” he murmured,

hadn’t meant for any of this to happen, but the truth was

he gazed at her sleeping face, the faint lines of another emerged in his mind. There it was—that same delicate outline. Elissa and Locke… they

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day when Hadley stepped out of the studio—and spotted Eric waiting outside. He had clearly been there for some time. He

took her to the hospital, got her patched up. She’s

always so thoughtful. He’s genuinely kind,

respond. His silence stretched,

asked. His eyes narrowed

everything goes smoothly, I’ll be back in