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.

back into his pocket, but it rang almost

lips. Maybe Hadley was calling back. But when he

phone was filtered. Who could it

He answered. “Hello?”

low, gravelly voice crackled through.

The voice was

arms. He forced a sneer into his voice. “Who the hell are you? You

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carrying a soft menace. “I’ve

Eric’s blood ran cold.

Silence.

furious. “What the hell

sent an invitation. You ignored it. What choice

with disgust. “Still hiding behind women? Some things never

request. It was a command. A trap laid with cruel

gritted his teeth.

man gave an

“I’m on my way.”