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

Chapter 831:

Without a word, Ernest gestured to Quentin. “Go make the necessary arrangements…”

“Miss Holland?” Quentin approached with a calm, reassuring tone. “No need to worry. Miss Pearson couldn’t make it tonight, but we’ve arranged for a caregiver to stay with you. Everything’s been taken care of.”

“Alright,” Elissa said softly, nodding as she rose to her feet. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Please, try to get some rest.”

Quentin then turned to Ernest. “Mr. Flynn, we’re ready to go.”

“Good.” Ernest gave a brief nod and started to follow.

“Mr. Flynn!” The sudden call made him stop in his tracks.

He turned, meeting her gaze. Once again, he just stood staring at her silently.

silence, Elissa could feel his presence—steady, unmistakable—filling the space around her like a quiet force. She opened

to say thank

A beat passed.

Then, in that familiar, clipped tone, he

stood still, the emptiness

with you tonight. Please don’t hesitate to tell me if

a faint smile.

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a bright smile and his hand extended. His eyes lit up the

suddenly

you alright?” He placed a steadying hand on her back. “Do you feel like

flickered across Eric’s face. There was no trash can, no bag—nothing. And the

on my hand!” he

shook her head