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

Chapter 935:

Linda was momentarily at a loss for words, her dislike for Hadley’s calm confidence now palpable. Ever since Nyla had taken Hadley into the Flynn family, Linda had felt she was constantly competing with her for Nyla’s affection and the Flynn brothers’ approval. But she couldn’t pinpoint when things had started to shift.

Hadley, who had once consistently lost to her, was now somehow always one step ahead. Linda couldn’t accept this sudden reversal.

Inside the Flynn Mansion, given Eric’s precarious health, everyone had little appetite and finished their meals swiftly. Nyla retreated to her room to rest, and not long afterward, Ernest exited the mansion.

From her upstairs window, Linda watched as Ernest climbed into a car alongside Quentin. Where could he be headed?

Pursuing him wasn’t feasible. What would her next move be?

Then it struck her. She remembered that day when they went to seek Hadley out—Ernest and Hadley had been discussing something about a sanatorium.

At the sanatorium, Laney gently helped Elissa into her coat, wrapped a scarf around her neck, and settled a hat over her hair.

just a short

firm yet kind. Laney was much older

alright. I’ll take your word for

With a warm smile, Laney looped her arm through Elissa’s, and together they stepped

festive charm for the holidays, organizing cheerful activities to bring comfort to those who

for those who preferred them. Elissa hadn’t planned on joining, but with Laney’s gentle insistence, she found

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cozy seat and helped her settle in. “Miss Holland, stay here a moment. I’ll grab us some snacks. There’ll be performances

coat and draping it over the chair beside her to save

of movement. “This seat is reserved for my caregiver,” she said firmly, her tone

ignored her words and sat down

pressing into a thin line