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

Chapter 876:

Ernest asked, “You tell me—what else should I do?”

Eric had no answer. With Linda, neither of them ever had control. They just went along with whatever she wanted.

“Let her go,” Ernest said finally. “If she wants to come back, the Flynn family doors are always open.”

Late that night at the sanatorium, Elissa’s caregiver lay asleep in the room with her.

Since Elissa was blind, someone always stayed close to attend to her needs.

Suddenly, Elissa threw off her blanket and stood up.

The caregiver stirred. “Miss Holland?” she mumbled, half-awake. “Do you need something? Bathroom? Water?”

But Elissa didn’t respond. She walked straight to the door and stepped out.

up and followed. “Miss Holland?” Outside, Elissa stretched her arms

“What are

feeling her way forward, seemingly unaware

chill crept up the caregiver’s spine. “Was she

the sofa, picked up a cushion, and cradled it in her arms like a baby. Gently, she began to pat it, as if

covered her

trying to stay calm as she reached for her phone to call the

Elissa clutched the cushion to her chest

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uncanny precision—navigating the room without bumping into a thing.

her. “Miss Holland! Where

who were sleepwalking typically couldn’t hear

arm. “You can’t go outside! It’s cold and dangerous at

her surprise, Elissa suddenly paused. Her vacant eyes turned in her direction,

She assumed

Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed