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.

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 hour was routine, and

and Nyla had already decided to hand Hadley the Jewel Avenue villa. Nyla’s generosity truly knew no

lightly on the door and put on her most pleasant face.

approached. Hadley stirred awake on the sofa, stretching before heading

a nurse entered to check Eric’s condition, and a caregiver began preparations to bathe and change him. The caregiver was male and

assisted him quietly, only speaking up when it came to Eric’s shave.

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to shave him.

softly, handing the shaving supplies back to the caregiver and stepping away to wash her hands. Just as she turned, Hadley felt a gentle tug

immediately heard the nurse’s excited voice. “Mr. Flynn just moved!” It was true. Hadley saw clearly that Eric’s fingers had curled tightly around the

Could he be awake?