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

Chapter 882:

“Well, thank you.”

Elvin drove her to Millland Road and stopped in front of her building. “Thanks again, Mr. Webster,” Hadley said as she stepped out, waving before closing the door. “Drive safe.”

“Hadley!” Just as she turned, Elvin hopped out of the car and hurried after her.

She turned back, startled. “You forgot your flowers,” he said with a grin, handing them over.

“Oh,” Hadley chuckled, accepting them. “Thanks.”

Back in the driver’s seat, Elvin rolled down the window. “Take a look at the script when you have time. I’ll let you know when we’re doing a table read—probably in the next few days.”

“Will do,” she said, waving as he drove off.

Once his car disappeared down the street, Hadley turned toward the building.

she froze. Her heart skipped a

against the wall near the entrance was Eric, staring

edged with irritation. “Could you not just stand there

voice laced with jealousy. “Didn’t want to interrupt.” He had seen everything—Hadley stepping out of a car with a man. The guy looked to be in his early thirties. Not

Who was he?

keep a wide circle of friends. Eric had never seen this

casual, Eric asked, “Who was

newest

friend,” Hadley replied evenly, missing the edge in his voice.

A friend?

What kind of friend gave a woman flowers and a

back late—had

bouquet with disdain. “The flowers don’t even look fresh. Petals are drooping—cheap

“Eric, are you out of your mind?” Her

trying to impress you, he should at least get proper flowers. Cheap ones? That’s disrespectful. I don’t