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.

for a beat before texting Denver back.

fired back fast.

sent him the

had unresolved feelings, and for his peace,

the session wrapped, she stepped

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

by his car,

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her head—and spotted Denver on the opposite

“Hadley!”

Hadley said with a nod, heading toward

her, she could sense Eric’s

said,

indeed broken up. He smiled, popping his car door open. “Hop

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

on their

it too. “Want me