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

Chapter 835:

“Okay,” he said calmly.

And with that, the arrangements were made.

As they left the hospital, Elissa turned toward him, gratitude written across her face. “Mr. Flynn, thank you. Truly… I’m so grateful.”

Ernest glanced at her briefly, his lashes lifting just slightly. “Okay,” he replied again, evenly.

Elissa turned to Hadley and squeezed her hand. “See?” she whispered.

Hadley couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. She had noticed it too. Ernest wasn’t exactly talkative to begin with, but even by his standards, he was being unusually quiet around Elissa. Yet there was no trace of irritation or impatience in him.

Still curious, Hadley glanced over at Ernest again—and then she saw it. His ears were faintly red.

blinked. Was he… shy? Around Elissa? Hadley almost

dance troupe. Blanche had already returned and was

quietly in the dressing room until Blanche finally arrived,

offered a quick smile, waving her off. “No

feet

been non-stop since morning,” Blanche said, dropping her bag onto a nearby chair and grabbing a cup of

a small tin of snacks across the table.

story unfolds

her fingers tightening

she say it any other

would never have stepped into the spotlight, never danced across a stage she loved so

asked, catching the strain on Hadley’s expression. “You look like you’re

breath, forcing herself to meet Blanche’s eyes. “I’m here to resign. And I’m afraid I’ll need you to

with her cup, froze in place. Her eyes narrowed. “Resign?” she echoed, her voice low and disbelieving.