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.

if trapped in a bad dream, she began to cry. The sound was

stiffened, completely at

was he supposed to

lifted a

if… that small

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

this to happen, but the truth was undeniable—her suffering had started because of

emerged in his mind. There it was—that same delicate outline. Elissa and Locke… they looked so

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

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

off guard. “Ernest is always so

didn’t respond. His silence stretched, heavy and

she asked. His eyes narrowed slightly, shadows playing over his striking features under the

If everything goes smoothly, I’ll be back in a week.