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

Chapter 933:

“You should get some rest now, Grandma,” Ernest said gently as he stood to leave.

“Wait!” Nyla quickly stopped him. “There’s one other thing. I’m thinking about giving Hadley the villa on Jewel Avenue. Do you mind?”

“Why would I mind?” Ernest replied, looking mildly surprised. “It’s your house. You’re free to give it to anyone you choose.”

“That’s reassuring,” Nyla said with relief, quietly clasping her hands in prayer. “As long as Eric recovers, I’d happily do anything for Hadley. A villa? It’s the least I can offer. May God watch over Eric. Please don’t let him suffer what you did years ago…”

“He won’t, Grandma,” Ernest reassured her calmly.

Nyla released a heavy breath.

They exchanged uneasy looks.

in the hallway, Linda stood holding Nyla’s medicine, debating whether she should stay or go, her expression conflicted. She hadn’t intended to overhear. Bringing the medicine at this

Nyla had already decided to hand Hadley the Jewel Avenue villa. Nyla’s

tapped lightly on the door and put on her most pleasant face. “Nyla, it’s time

Hadley stirred awake on the

to

it came to Eric’s shave. “I’ll

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handing her the razor. “His face has already been warmed with a towel, so you can just apply the

face, carefully leaning close as she began to shave him. Once finished, she

supplies back to the caregiver and stepping away to wash her hands. Just as she turned, Hadley felt

voice. “Mr. Flynn just moved!” It was true. Hadley

Could he be awake?