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.

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stern look, sliced off a piece of the apple, and tossed it into his own mouth. “You haven’t committed to helping

this, Eric found himself at a loss for

o’clock, the wall clock punctuated the silence of the room with its steady ticking. Eric mulled over

a mix of concern and impatience, he texted

response didn’t come

door heralded the entrance of a nurse for Eric’s nightly treatment, closely followed by

under one arm and a stack of papers in the other. He was

work due to his recent absences, Eric gestured toward

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“Of course.”

his assistant, Phillips was intimately familiar with Eric’s business affairs, including those not directly related to the Flynn

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documents and laptop. He started reviewing the

up his instructions, Phillips raised a brow in

“Alright. Got it.”