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

Chapter 974:

The driver shook his head. “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”

“Then who did?! What do you want from me?”

“Don’t worry.” His tone remained even. “No harm will come to you. My boss just needs to meet with Eric Flynn. That’s all.”

Eric.

Hadley’s chest tightened. This was about him.

Her hands clenched, and she trembled.

She remembered those times when Eric had come back bruised or bloodied—when Linda had been attacked in Storia. He always said it was because of the past chasing him. So this was the same. More of his enemies.

In Orkmont,

Eric had just wrapped up a meeting and was headed back to Srixby. He picked up his phone to call Hadley. No answer. He tried again. Still nothing.

“Probably filming,” he thought.

phone back into his pocket,

was calling back. But when he checked the screen, the

couldn’t be spam—his phone was filtered. Who could

He answered. “Hello?”

voice crackled

voice was aged,

into his voice. “Who the hell are you? You got the wrong number.” He was ready

𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙩: 𝙜ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝙘𝙤𝙢

sharpened, carrying a soft menace. “I’ve had some

Eric’s blood ran cold.

Silence.

a roar—raw, furious. “What the

sent an invitation. You ignored it. What

“Still hiding

me. I’m waiting.” It wasn’t a request. It was a command. A trap laid with cruel confidence. And Eric had no choice but

gritted his

gave an

“I’m on my way.”