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

Chapter 895:

“Thanks,” Hadley said, though she’d brought her own. She took it anyway. “How much? I’ll cover it.”

“Forget it,” Ayla said, waving it off. “It’s just water. Next to Mr. Flynn’s Red Shell Bistro spreads, it’s pocket change.”

She plopped down beside Hadley, eyes glinting with nosiness. “Mr. Flynn’s got a soft spot for you. Is he picking you up today?”

Caught off guard, Hadley paused, but then shook her head. “No.”

“Why not? Got a business dinner or something?”

Before Hadley could respond, her phone chimed. It was a text from Denver. “Hadley, can we meet?”

She hadn’t replied when another popped up—this time from Eric. “I’ll grab you after you’re done.”

Her brow furrowed instinctively. Truth be told, she’d rather dodge them both.

Eric was a no-brainer, and Denver? She saw no point in rehashing things.

staring at Eric’s message, she wavered for a beat before texting Denver back.

fast. “I’ll come

sent him the when and

was better this way—Denver still had unresolved feelings, and for his peace, she needed to set things

wrapped, she

latching onto her arm. “It’s Mr. Flynn! You said he wasn’t coming? He’s really sweet

his car, waving her

ga l no

spotted Denver on

“Hadley!”

a nod, heading toward

her, she could sense

Denver said, noticing

demeanor confirmed it—they had indeed broken up. He smiled,

As they pulled away, she flicked her eyes to the rearview mirror. Her

was on their

too. “Want me