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

Chapter 922:

“Great.” Linda smiled brightly. “I’m going to head back now.”

“Okay.”

As she exited the room and shut the door behind her, the smile quickly faded from Linda’s face. Family?

What she truly wanted was not just the title of family, but to genuinely be a part of the Flynn household!

Later in the evening, after getting some rest, Linda made her way back to the hospital.

The room was silent, with Ernest asleep on the couch.

Linda first went to check on Eric. He was in a stable condition, and his face looked far healthier than the previous night, almost as if he were just sleeping.

Her heart pounded in her chest…

ago, Ernest was in a

be that Eric would never

I’ll let you sleep a little longer, but only a little. Wake up as fast as you can. Ernest and I are here waiting for you. You fought hard back then. You clung to life and pulled through. You’ll be alright this time

to the couch, stooped to pick up a blanket that

eyes landed on a box on the

Her curiosity was piqued.

picked it up. It appeared to be holding a pen. Upon opening it,

???????? ?????

perplexed. Why

minute,

faint memory, as if it were a famous brand from Volara. Curious,

match. “A professional designer’s drawing

Ernest have for this? He was a businessman, not a sketch

Unless…

whispering that this might connect to Locke’s mother—a thread in a larger, hidden

and then the secret villa, and now