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!”

shouted, voice spiking

over. From a distance, he

“Mr. Flynn?”

housekeeper’s call, Elissa quickly looked up—even though she couldn’t see

eyes met Ernest’s, and something in that

through him. He raised his hand and struck her hard across Elissa’s face. “You shameless whore! Flirting with another man right in front of

a sharp cry tore from his throat. He bent over, clutching his stomach

breath, he

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his face pale and pain twisting his

Robin was still a clueless boy. Hence, Robin had no idea who was

pointed straight at Elissa. “So you’re the one keeping her now? You’ve got some nerve. A woman like her… she’d sleep with anyone. Only a fool like you

he could finish, Ernest slammed a foot into Robin’s stomach

the kick sent him flying into the wall. He collapsed with a

Anyone who dared insult Locke’s mother was insulting