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

Chapter 1183:

Cordell walked in, flanked by his men.

Hadley recognized Cordell instantly, and a wave of dread washed over her. The sting in her finger sharpened with it.

Was Cordell here because something had happened to Eric?

“Perfect timing.” Cordell controlled his fury, extending his arm. “In respect for Mr. Scott, I’ll keep this civil. You’ll have to come with me.”

A frown crossed Hadley’s face, but she stayed silent and moved forward without protest.

Eric had been transferred from the emergency unit to a VIP suite in the internal medicine department.

“Go right ahead.” Cordell positioned himself at the door, swinging it open and shoving Hadley inside.

She stumbled a couple of steps, nearly falling, but managed to steady herself.

Across the room, Ferris sat like a storm waiting to break. His gaze cut through her.

a curt gesture of his hand, he

“Yes, sir!”

Hadley tensed up.

thick ropes around her upper

glared at Ferris. “Let me go! You have no right

so heartless?” Ferris dismissed her protests, his eyes locked on her expression as he gestured toward the inner

her eyes and saw Eric lying in bed, a

my son’s life is now hanging by a thread!” Ferris’ face twisted with hatred as he

the sentence, unwilling to curse his own son. After a breath, his voice dropped—deadly and deliberate. “You won’t make it

Hadley’s spine stiffened.

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shoved her onto a

stance, and glanced at Cordell. “Watch her closely. If anything goes wrong, you know the

“Yes, sir!”

left, and silence fell like