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.

turned on the woman. “Watch your step next time!” His

fragile—she couldn’t afford injuries

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

is an apology?” Brady snapped, his protective instincts in overdrive. “If my sister’s hurt because of

shook her head at Brady. “It’s

to gather,

tugged against Brady’s grip, panic

away after this?” Brady

starts

the crowd wasn’t just curious. Those people

Brady blinked, caught off

aware the pursuers were closing

grip with

Hadley with a fleeting, grateful smile. “Thank you,” she said before slipping away, vanishing into

“Where did she go?”