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

Chapter 1065:

“Eric,” Ernest said, raising his head and locking eyes with him. “I’m struggling to manage everything on my own. I could really use your support.”

Eric’s mouth opened slightly. His chest tightened, and something stirred deep inside him. “But…”

Ernest gave a tired sigh, sensing where Eric’s thoughts had drifted. “Grandma’s stuck in her thinking. It’ll take a while before she even tries to understand. But to me, you’re my brother. That doesn’t change.”

Still…

The worry was evident on Eric’s face, his throat tightening as he considered his next words. “Ernest, I need some time to think it over.”

He was genuinely unsure about his decision.

Their grandmother, Nyla, had already ostracized him from the Flynn lineage. Could he really justify holding onto any part of the Flynn enterprise after that?

“Understood,” Ernest replied, not pushing any further. He bent his head, focusing on the apple he had just finished peeling.

you…” Eric murmured, reaching out for

sliced off a piece of the apple, and tossed it into his own mouth. “You

Eric found himself at a loss

the wall clock punctuated the silence of the room with its steady ticking. Eric mulled over the likelihood that Hadley wouldn’t appear

impatience, he

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on the hospital room door heralded the entrance of a nurse for Eric’s nightly treatment,

said, holding a laptop under one arm and a stack of papers in the other. He was clearly

his recent absences,

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acknowledged, accepting the documents and laptop. He started reviewing

raised a brow in mild

“Alright. Got it.”