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

Chapter 901:

“Over there!” Joy chirped, waving her arms to guide him. “The table’s that way. Sit by me, okay?”

“Okay,” Eric replied, carrying her to the dining area. Joy had outgrown her baby chair, so she was now using a small step stool instead.

She beamed at him, and then at Hadley across the table. “Perfect! You’re both here with me!”

Melba set the breakfast spread out. “With them around, behave and eat properly.”

“I will!” Joy promised.

“Let’s dig in,” Eric said, placing a piece of freshly baked bread on Joy’s plate, and then one on Hadley’s.

“You too, Mr. Flynn!” Joy giggled, plopping a piece onto Eric’s plate in return.

“Ha, fair enough!” Eric laughed, the sound filling the room.

Mid-meal, a sharp knock interrupted them.

to investigate and found the complex’s

the Bentley out front belong to anyone here?” he asked. “I seem to

there a problem?”

around the Bentley for a while. We brought him in and wanted to ask if you recognized him.

unsure what to do. She turned just as

your

take care of

into a new world

“Understood.”

the two guards. “Do you have a photo of

them pulled out his phone, tapped into his gallery, and handed the

unfamiliar face, then sent the image to himself.

know him. There’s no

us to let

“Yes.” Eric nodded.

him the car hadn’t been tampered with. If it had, they wouldn’t have come asking first—they’d have already contacted

then,” the guard replied, still a bit confused. “Sorry to