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

Chapter 1127:

Once the call ended, Marshall turned to Eric, pondering their next move. “Who should contact Cristian, you or me?” Eric and Cristian had a more personal connection. This connection was evident as Cristian had agreed to manage Eric’s divorce before, a relatively straightforward matter for such a high-profile lawyer.

Eric’s expression grew tense, his throat moving as he swallowed. “I’ll handle it,” he replied, standing to make the call.

He quickly dialed Cristian’s number. “Cristian, it’s Eric.”

Moments later, Eric ended the call and turned to Marshall. “Cristian’s on his way to the station now to meet with Denver.”

“Got it.” Marshall quickly sent a message to Denver to inform him. “I’ll let Denver know.”

The room then filled with an evident tension. Marshall and Barrie shared a meaningful look before turning their attention back to Eric.

With a quiet intensity, Eric swirled his drink, his elegant sips masking his inner turmoil.

Breaking the silence, Marshall addressed him, saying, “Eric, try not to worry. Cristian hasn’t lost a case yet.”

acknowledged with a nod, then finished his whiskey in one gulp

the alcohol more than he wanted to admit, Eric stood abruptly. “I think that’s enough for me tonight. I need to head

Eric left, Marshall and Barrie remained, their expressions betraying their skepticism. Had Eric really had too much after just one drink? The evening

Eric’s mind is still on

“Yes, it seems so.”

the police station and

was comforting

your next adventure at

heartbroken, tears and cries filling the

Joy’s agitation didn’t subside. This was unusual. Hadley had

had a keen sixth

don’t cry. Mommy will return

continued, her small form shaking with each sob. “I want to stay awake

“Oh, Joy.”

the sound

could that be at