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.”

was puzzled

mean…” Ferris rose from the couch. His eyes didn’t leave Eric’s face.

the obvious,” Eric responded sharply, his

Ferris continued calmly, despite Eric’s brusqueness, and smiled as he steered the conversation in a new direction. “You look even more like your mother,

words hit Eric hard. His entire body reacted like someone had struck a nerve. Eric’s gaze hardened as he confronted Ferris, outrage coursing through him. The

when I was very young. Did you know her, Mr.

guard. For a brief second, surprise flickered across his face. But then it dawned

the heart of

summoned Eric here for a reason. Looking intently at Eric, he pressed on. “You’ve lived under the shadow of being Ernest’s younger brother for years, all because you look like him.

Silence enveloped the room.

even recognition. Considering everything the Scott family had been doing lately, it was clear Ferris had dug deep. Despite

left. Years passed, and he built himself

“Enough! Don’t speak about

exposed, he saw no point in putting up

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