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

Chapter 1105:

“It’s time for your medicine,” Ernest said, offering the pills and water. Though Nyla’s health had improved since leaving the hospital, a quiet sadness still lingered in her eyes due to Eric’s departure.

“Alright,” she murmured, taking the medicine.

Trying to follow through on Eric’s request, Ernest gently encouraged, “Grandma, you shouldn’t stay indoors all day. Why not go out for tea with your friends or take a walk?”

Nyla waved a hand dismissively. “It’s hard to find a real friend at my age.”

Ernest nodded. “You’re right. You and Hadley’s grandmother were close… but sadly she passed away.”

A deep sigh escaped Nyla. “It’s been ten years since Clare left us.”

“Grandma,” Ernest said thoughtfully, “when you took Hadley in, was it because she had no one else?”

The question gave Nyla pause. Her expression shifted, a flicker of coldness crossing her face. “She had relatives, but none worth mentioning. They were worthless.”

was just asking

don’t deserve to be talked about,” she

just as much as you do. You can tell me—I won’t tell

died when she was very young. But her father… her father

rose in

Millland Road, Eric sat in his

rang. He answered instantly. “Ernest?

voice low.

steering wheel tightened. “What did Grandma

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little, but her dad’s still alive. After her grandmother passed, Hadley went to him—he was her only family. She was only fifteen—still in school, barely managing on

eyes slammed shut. His

out of sympathy and because of her friendship with Hadley’s grandmother. But really,

heavily. “Eric, we really should have done better. She’s as much family as

know,” Eric whispered, throat