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

From a distance, he saw Robin hauling Elissa along, her ashen

“Mr. Flynn?”

Elissa quickly looked up—even

and something in that look made his

it too, and rage surged through him. He raised his hand and struck her hard across Elissa’s face. “You shameless whore! Flirting with another

his throat.

same breath, he stepped forward,

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his face pale and pain

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

Robin let out a mocking laugh and 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.

slammed a foot

into the wall. He collapsed with a

pain, Ernest felt satisfied. Anyone who dared insult Locke’s mother was insulting Locke