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.”

red wine, a glass of whiskey should not be too overwhelming for

phone rang—it was

this call,” Ernest told Elissa as he stood

g alno vels ;

issues, asking pointed questions before making any judgments. “Alright, I understand. Here’s what

find Elissa slumped on the sofa, her head

her, and gently tapped her

was no reply

out a soft chuckle. “I think it’s time for bed. I’ll help you to

got no

“Should I carry you?”

and extended his hand to lift her. However, as he moved to pick her up, the

Ernest felt a jolt in his heart and his eyes darted around

Elissa’s face lit up with a mischievous grin. “Nope! Did I ever mention I was sleeping? It’s my birthday—I haven’t even blown out the candles or sung the birthday song yet. How could I possibly

Her hazy look and relaxed attitude were clear signs that the alcohol had

weak smile. “Elissa, you’ve had

one who’s had too much!” Elissa responded with a frown, her lips puckering in mock displeasure. “I’m absolutely fine! How could I

slipped out of Ernest’s grasp. “Don’t believe me? Watch me walk in a straight line to

“Elissa.”

could intervene, Elissa had already scaled the

said she wanted to walk a straight