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

Chapter 888:

“Sure.”

Since they were working together, Hadley didn’t mind.

Bubbly and talkative, Ayla kept the conversation going. “So you’re with East Entertainment too, right? Nobody told me you were coming. Let’s stick together—it’ll be nice to have a buddy.”

Hadley was about to explain she was a freelancer, not an artist under contract.

But the meeting room door opened just then. Adonis, Elvin, the scriptwriter, and the producer walked in.

Instantly, the room quieted, and soon the table reading session began. Two hours later, during a break, Hadley was busy highlighting her lines and jotting notes in the margins. As a newcomer, she had to be twice as diligent.

“What are you writing?” Ayla peeked over her shoulder. “Wow, Hadley, you’re so dedicated!”

“Mr. Flynn?”

“Mr. Flynn…”

“Mr. Flynn!”

stood up at once, as if anything

sleeve. “Hadley! It’s Mr. Flynn—he’s here

and saw him enter with Phillips. Adonis and the

what brings

I’m not welcome?”

Find it at g⟆a𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅s.⧼𝖼𝗈𝗺

you are. We’re honored by

added the producer. “You’re our top investor now—Come by

stunned. She leaned toward Ayla and whispered, “Did East

a last-minute investment.” Then her eyes lit up, and she squeezed Hadley’s arm. “Hadley,

stern

Linda’s gone missing all of a sudden, and the folks at East Entertainment are pretty shaken up. They’re on

silence from Hadley deepened,