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 soft—barely more than a

stiffened, completely at

he supposed to

beat of hesitation, he awkwardly lifted a hand and

surprise, the crying quieted. As if… that small gesture had somehow soothed

brushing a loose strand of hair from her cheek. “So easy to calm?” he murmured, puzzled. Then, he paused to take a deep breath. “This…

meant for any of this to happen, but the truth was undeniable—her suffering

his mind. There it

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

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

blinked, caught off guard. “Ernest is always so

respond. His silence stretched, heavy and

him. Something was off. “What is it?” she asked. His eyes narrowed slightly, shadows playing over his striking features

to head to Laventown tomorrow. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll