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

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Upon receiving the orders, the person outside rushed in and released her.

“What’s going to happen now?” Furiously, Linda ripped the tape from her lips, massaged her wrists where the bindings had chafed, and fixed a fierce gaze on the individual before her. “Do you realize who I am? The Flynn family will not tolerate this treatment of me!”

The captor regarded her with a serene expression. “Relax. You’re not in any danger. Just remain here for a bit longer, and you’ll be free to go.”

With those words, he departed.

She would be free soon? Was it safe to believe them?

Linda hadn’t been given many details, but she pieced together that they might be connected to the Scott family, known collaborators with certain factions in Storia.

Why had they taken her? Was this to leverage against Eric? She couldn’t let him suffer because of her!

Linda scanned her environment. She was in a plain, budget hotel room.

Rising, she approached the window for a better view. Luckily, she was only on the second story.

Linda pulled the sheets from the bed and knotted them together. She then dragged the bed closer to the

to the bedpost,

gather her courage, Linda climbed through the window and carefully descended using the sheet

she neared the ground, she realized the sheets

grimace, Linda

is where dreams

“Ouch!”

of the impact, sending a wave of pain that caused stars to burst across her vision. Ignoring the pain, she scrambled to her feet and

“She’s escaped!”

“Over there!”

her

had leaped from the window and gave

propelling

the advantage of vehicles

street, Linda felt the urgent need

toward it,