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

Chapter 1178:

The venom was spreading, burning through his veins, and he didn’t have much time. He needed to reach his people before it was too late. But this time, his body betrayed him.

Every step with Brady on his back felt like carrying an entire mountain.

“Hadley… Joy…” Eric whispered their names under his breath, clinging to that like a lifeline.

His lips were firmly pressed together and his jaw was locked tight.

His breaths became shallow and uneven, forcing him to gasp for air. His vision blurred, his legs weakened, and his strength was draining fast.

Cold beads of sweat slid from his temples, tracing down his face.

Shadows seemed to dance before his eyes.

He couldn’t keep going.

It felt as if his heart had stopped.

Eric’s knees gave out, and his heavy eyelids began to close. Just before everything went dark, he spread his arms wide and let himself fall forward, careful to keep Brady safely on his back to cushion the impact of the fall.

echoed from farther down the

someone up

“Is it Mr. Scott?”

“I can’t tell!”

hurry! Check it

And Mr. Scott is here

and held up the unconscious Eric. “Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott, can you hear me?

turned to a guard nearby. “Why are you just standing there? Get him on

“Okay!”

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be the Scott family’s doing? What kind of connection did they have to Brady? And why had they gone to such great lengths to find

the car, ready to climb