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

Chapter 1072:

“Sure,” Hadley replied, standing still as the bustling hospital lobby grew even more chaotic.

“Quick! Stop her! Don’t let her get away!”

Before she could make sense of it, a woman came sprinting straight toward her—and crashed right into her arms!

Hadley’s hand shot up instinctively, attempting to brace the woman stumbling toward her.

But the force was too much—she couldn’t steady the woman, and they both crashed to the floor in a tangle.

Hadley bore the brunt of the fall, cushioning the woman’s descent while taking a painful hit herself.

“I’m so sorry!” The woman scrambled to her feet, flustered. Hadley, wincing, waved off the apology, too breathless to respond before Brady rushed back to her side.

With effortless strength, Brady hoisted the woman upright, his eyes darting to Hadley with concern. “Are you hurt?” he asked, voice tight with worry.

“I’m fine.” Hadley reassured him, brushing herself off. She glanced at her palm—scraped raw, speckled with tiny beads of blood that stung fiercely.

“Watch

fragile—she couldn’t afford injuries

woman shrank back, arms raised as if to ward off Brady’s anger,

his protective instincts in

fear. She shook

to gather, their murmurs buzzing

tugged against Brady’s grip, panic flashing in

walk away after this?” Brady held

journey starts at

the crowd wasn’t just curious. Those people were likely after the woman. “Brady, release her.” She

blinked, caught

Hadley insisted, aware the pursuers were

grip with a reluctant

woman hesitated, her gaze flickering to Hadley with a fleeting, grateful smile. “Thank you,” she said before slipping

“Where did she go?”