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.

resolute breath, he pressed the accelerator, the Bentley surging

Eric rolled into Dracnesse Town, where

to a halt,

with a soft thud. “Our team confirmed Noreen was here

now?” Eric asked, his voice

a 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

nestled within a ring of rugged

out, his mind churning, his face etched with

people are combing the area, but it’ll take

out the newest

silent, lost

Noreen’s son—her sole aim was to halt the surgery, not

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

a dead end, but Noreen

herself, she would surely enlist