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

Chapter 1172:

“Linda,” Eric began, his voice steady.

“Forget it. I won’t hold a grudge,” Linda said with a light laugh. “Are you free now? When will you be back tonight? I’ve whipped up your favorite dish.”

“Linda,” Eric interrupted, his brow creasing. “I’m sorry, but I’ll be away for a few days dealing with some personal matters. Take care of yourself, and reach out to Phillips if anything urgent comes up.”

“What’s wrong, Eric? You sound off,” Linda pressed.

“It’s nothing you should worry about. I’ve got to go,” Eric said, ending the call abruptly.

Just then, Cordell sent a pinpointed location to his phone.

Eric’s fingers hovered over the screen, torn. Should he tell Hadley? The thought flickered, but then faded.

No, he decided. He would wait until he had Brady in his sights. Hadley was teetering on the edge of despair. A false lead would shatter her completely.

he pressed the accelerator, the Bentley surging forward through

night, Eric rolled

moment the car came to a halt, Cordell slipped inside with

a soft thud. “Our team confirmed Noreen was here last night

Eric asked, his

slow shake of his head, his expression grim. “We’ve combed through their old family house, but Brady’s long gone.” He gestured toward the rugged horizon. “Noreen’s clever as a fox. These mountains cradle Dracnesse

within a ring of rugged

out, his mind churning, his face etched

Scott,” Cordell continued, “our people are combing the area, but it’ll

out the

remained silent, lost

was Noreen’s son—her sole aim was to

with her, Noreen likely feared revealing Brady’s location, so she

track her had hit a dead end, but Noreen wouldn’t abandon

she couldn’t act herself, she would surely enlist a