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

Chapter 964:

“Thanks.” He gave a sheepish grin, pulled out the chair, and sat down. “Not many people on this side.”

“Right,” Hadley agreed. Most had flocked to the director’s table—or Eric’s—eager for face time with the big names.

Ayla pouted from beside her friend. “I told you to sit by Adonis, but nooo. You had to be difficult.”

Hadley laughed, scooping food onto Ayla’s plate. “It’s quieter here. Less competition for food. We’ll actually get to eat—what’s not to love?”

“You…” Ayla sighed like a mother scolding a child. “You never take your shot!”

“Ahem.” The driver cleared his throat, clearly working up the nerve to speak. He then glanced nervously at Hadley. “Hadley.”

“Yes?” She turned to him, puzzled. “Something wrong?”

He rubbed his hands together, visibly anxious. “What is it?”

Meanwhile, across the room at another table, Eric’s eyes hadn’t left Hadley once. The moment the driver sat beside her, his expression darkened.

Eric pushed his wine glass away. “Excuse me a moment.” He

but missed. She could only watch as he

her teeth,

finally blurted out, “Hadley, can I… add you

surprised. That was what

whispered with

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be ridiculous,” Hadley muttered, worried others might

beet red. Still, Hadley smiled politely. “Sure.” They were coworkers, after all.

up. “Great! Let me get my

unlocked her phone and waited, Eric

stopped behind Hadley, watching

him. She jumped to her

but then deliberately turned her

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