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

Chapter 1083:

“Ought we to rein him in?”

“How do you even do that?”

“Fair point. A broken heart’s not our territory—that is for Cupid to mend.”

All they could do was stand by their friend.

When the night wound down, Marshall took on the task of getting Eric back to Silver Villas.

To his surprise, the living room glowed with light. Marshall assumed it was the housekeeper.

He pressed the doorbell and half-carried Eric through the foyer as he grumbled, “You’re no featherweight, buddy.”

“Back at last?” Linda’s voice called as she glided over in her wheelchair to meet them.

The moment Linda moved closer, the sharp stench of alcohol overwhelmed her senses.

“How much

Marshall gave a sheepish laugh. “Well, look who’s here. Hi,

came in just as the housekeeper was

lay Eric on the

paused, unsure. “Should I carry him upstairs to his room

legs, then glanced at Eric. “He’s completely out of it. He’ll probably need someone around tonight. My legs are not in great shape and can’t manage the stairs. Just leave

care of

up or needs water, I need to be

settled Eric onto the sofa. Thankfully, it was spacious

you coming

all updates

“Of course.”

it really alright

Eric was heavily intoxicated, and Linda was nursing her injured legs. Could anything untoward

was about to drape it