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.”

resemblance? Eric was puzzled by

Ferris rose from the couch. His eyes didn’t leave

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

he confronted Ferris, outrage coursing through him. The

I was very young. Did you know her,

brief second, surprise flickered across his face. But then it

heart

the shadow of being Ernest’s younger brother for years, all because you look like him. But remember, you inherited your looks

Silence enveloped the room.

Ferris. He knew that Ferris’ call meant trouble and perhaps even recognition. Considering everything the Scott family had been doing lately, it was clear Ferris had dug deep. Despite anticipating some revelations,

really left. Years passed, and he built himself into

his eyes became fiery. “Enough! Don’t speak about her again! You don’t

exposed, he saw

Scott!” One of Ferris’ men couldn’t stay quiet. “Please show some decorum! Is that how you address