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

Chapter 975:

“Mr. Scott, please enter.”

Eric hesitated at how he was addressed, shooting a quick sideways look at the person, a sneer of contempt curling his lips. He marched into the building with purposeful strides.

Inside the expansive living room, Ferris lounged on the couch, a coffee table set before him. The kettle on the stove had yet to whistle.

As Eric made his entrance, Ferris looked up. With brisk steps, Eric approached and stared down at Ferris, irritation evident in his voice.

“I showed up. Now tell me where they are.”

Without acknowledging Eric’s question, Ferris simply gazed up at him. His eyes traced over the young man’s face, examining every detail with care.

“The resemblance is uncanny.”

Eric was

Ferris rose from the couch. His eyes didn’t leave Eric’s face. “You and

just stating the obvious,” Eric

the conversation in a new direction.

Eric’s gaze hardened as he confronted Ferris, outrage coursing through him. The audacity of Ferris to bring up his mother was unforgivable. Eric kept his fury buried deep, masking it with a cool

died when I was very young. Did you

caught off guard. For a brief second, surprise flickered across his face. But then it dawned on him—Eric was playing

heart of

Looking intently at Eric, he pressed on. “You’ve lived under the shadow

Silence enveloped the room.

the Scott family

really left. Years passed, and he built himself into someone strong, someone unshakable. But deep inside,

fiery. “Enough! Don’t speak about her again! You don’t have

everything was exposed, he saw no point in putting

Ferris’ men couldn’t stay quiet. “Please show some decorum! Is