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

Chapter 1011:

“Yes.” Ernest’s deep voice was calm yet firm. “Trust me. It’s just us here. Remember, today’s your birthday—we should be celebrating.”

Slowly, Elissa’s panic subsided, though her cheeks still bore the tracks of her tears. She was so overwhelmed that she barely noticed Ernest had been holding her hand all along. Yet, instinctively, she held his hand tighter, seeking comfort in his touch.

Seeing Elissa was still unsettled, Ernest guided her to a seat. After a moment of thought, he decided to pour her a glass of whiskey. He believed it might calm her nerves faster than red wine.

Ernest handed her the glass. “Here, take a sip. It will help you feel better.”

“Oh, okay…” Elissa nodded, collecting the glass with her trembling hands, and began to sip the drink slowly.

She made a slight face as the flavor hit her. “It’s quite strong.”

“Yes,” Ernest nodded. “It’s definitely stronger than red wine…” Seeing her reaction, he quickly added, “If it’s too much, you don’t have to drink it.”

“It’s fine.” Elissa shook her head, gripping the glass firmly. “I can handle it.”

With a few more sips, she felt her shaking begin to subside.

Seeing her gradually relax, Ernest encouraged, “Drink a little more if it helps, but there’s no need to push yourself.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

figured that since Elissa was accustomed to drinking red wine, a glass of whiskey should not be too overwhelming

then, his phone rang—it

here for a bit. I need to take this call,” Ernest told Elissa as he stood

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Quentin sought his advice on a couple of issues, asking pointed questions before making any judgments. “Alright, I understand. Here’s

find Elissa slumped on the sofa,

and gently tapped her shoulder. “Did you fall

no reply

“I think it’s time for bed. I’ll help you to

he got no

“Should I carry you?”

arched an eyebrow and extended his hand to lift her. However, as he moved to pick her up, the woman in his arms

a jolt in his heart

with a mischievous grin. “Nope! Did I ever mention I was sleeping? It’s my birthday—I haven’t

unusual. Her hazy look and relaxed attitude

smile. “Elissa, you’ve had

had too much!” Elissa responded with a frown, her lips puckering in mock

out of Ernest’s grasp. “Don’t believe me? Watch me walk

“Elissa.”

intervene, Elissa had already

she up to? Ernest watched in shock. Hadn’t she said she wanted to walk a straight line?