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

Chapter 847:

“No!” Elissa cried, her eyes wide with dread. “I’m not going anywhere!”

“Sir, please stop!” The housekeeper, alarmed, barred the doorway. “She’s your wife, but that doesn’t give you the right to drag her off against her will!”

“Oh, really?” Robin shot a glance at the housekeeper. “Elissa, how impressive! You can even afford a servant now? Where’s the cash coming from?”

His mind flashed to the people who’d whisked her away last time, and resentment gnawed at him. That was exactly why he’d shown up today.

“Elissa, are you someone’s kept woman now? Tell me—who’s the guy? Cheating on me right out in the open? You’re leaving with me, like it or not!”

He clamped down harder, yanking her toward the door.

“NO!”

voice spiking with

over. From a distance, he saw Robin hauling Elissa along,

“Mr. Flynn?”

quickly looked

eyes met Ernest’s, and something in that look

hard across Elissa’s face. “You shameless whore! Flirting with another man right in front of

he could finish, a sharp cry tore from his

him square in the abdomen. In the same breath, he stepped forward,

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face pale and pain twisting

in a coma. Back when he held power in the Flynn family, Robin was still a clueless boy. Hence, Robin

the one keeping her now? You’ve got some nerve. A woman like her… she’d sleep

could finish, Ernest slammed

him flying into the wall. He collapsed with a groan,

him writhe in pain, Ernest felt satisfied. Anyone who dared insult Locke’s