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

Chapter 1188:

The bodyguards looked at each other, and then moved without a word. They lifted her to her feet and guided her toward the room.

“Go on in.”

“Hadley…” Eric’s voice cracked as he lay flat on the bed, eyes filling the moment she appeared.

His gaze snapped to the bodyguards, sharp and angry. “Release her!”

“Mr. Scott,” one of them began, uncertain, “your father gave strict orders. We just—”

“Do I need to say it again? Let her go!” Eric’s voice was raw, his body trembling under the weight of his own anger. The effort left him breathless, his chest rising and falling in uneven bursts as sweat clung to his skin.

“Sir! Please—try to stay calm! We’ll untie her right now!”

The guards exchanged a glance, and then moved fast. One of them slipped a knife from his belt and sliced through the ropes binding Hadley’s wrists.

a full breath. She lifted her aching arms,

there as he tried

poison still lingered—a slow burn in his veins. His limbs, heavy and unresponsive, refused to

shoulder to steady him. “You need to

go! I can

“But…”

you need to listen

of nowhere,

stop struggling, his breath evening out. She kept massaging her sore arms as she took a few slow steps closer, her eyes locked on him. “For now, you can’t get up. You have

tale finds a home at

at her intently. He nodded slowly, his

quiet hope in his eyes, as

along her arms. “Did they keep you like that for a while? Must’ve hurt,

she shook her head. “Just cut my