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

Chapter 903:

Then she spotted Eric, which only worsened her mood. “You’re no better! Tell me, can you bring Hadley back?”

Eric shrugged, completely candid. “Nope. I can’t.”

Nyla huffed. “Get out! Looking at you two gives me a headache!”

She then picked up Locke. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s go see how Kira’s doing with the gifts.”

“Okay.”

After she left, Ernest exchanged a look with Eric.

“Why are you here this early? If it’s company stuff, forget it—I’m not in the mood.”

After the holiday, Ernest would officially take over the business. Though he hadn’t officially taken over yet, he’d already been shouldering most of the work. It made him irritable every time he saw Eric.

“You’re really something,” Eric said with a laugh. “Relax. I’m not here about company business. Someone was following me this morning.” He pulled out his phone and showed Ernest the photo.

furrowed. “Looks like one

who

took one glance and shook his head. “Not a Scott. He’s a hired gun.

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“Let Quentin shadow you

waved him

Ernest snapped. “There’s only the two of us left. We can’t afford to lose another Flynn.

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not it,” Eric replied. “I just think… if we don’t know what they’re after, keeping Quentin close might scare them off. I already have Phillips, Xander,

With that kind of security, they’ll be too careful to

was quiet. His brother had a

them out and uncover their intentions

he relented.

I value my life, you know,”

That cold, ruthless version of his brother was long

WhatsApp and stared at

is coming. Come