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

Chapter 928:

In fact, Ernest hadn’t snapped the picture of Hadley—it was aimed at the other woman… Elissa!

Linda couldn’t pinpoint Elissa’s exact position in the frame now, but she was convinced it was her—no doubt about it!

That professional sketching pencil only cemented her suspicion. The revelation jolted her. All this time, the person she’d been chasing had been right there, practically under her nose!

“Ernest, you’ve kept this buried deep, haven’t you?” she murmured.

At the hospital, the doctor finished examining Elissa and scribbled a prescription.

“You got here just in time. It’s nothing major—just be sure to rest up,” the doctor said with a light chuckle. “Holiday season, huh? Staying up too late? Even if you can’t see, your eyes still need a break.”

So, it was late nights that had worn her down.

Elissa gave a sheepish smile. “Thanks, doctor. I’ll keep that in mind.”

Hadley said, guilt creeping in as she hooked her arm through Elissa’s, guiding her out of the room. “I didn’t think about that. Let’s go back and

“Ernest seems to be in a bad mood. Eric still hasn’t woken up,

Hadley hesitated. “Probably not.”

guy,” Elissa murmured with a faint

lingering to discuss surgery details

finished, he drove them back

At Flynn Mansion,

from g𝓪 lno

during the ride home. Stepping inside, she snapped to attention, bounding up to the second floor and storming into

hairpin. But despite her frantic search, she couldn’t find it. “Where did he stash it? Where is

the more her frustration surged, leaving the

are you doing,

cut through the mess—she’d slipped in unnoticed, gaping at Linda in

darting nervously. “I’m looking

room, looking for your things?” Nyla’s expression darkened, her gaze sharp