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

Chapter 1204:

“I’m done,” Locke announced proudly.

“Really? Let me see.” Elissa leaned in, and her eyes widened in astonishment. “Wait, is this me in your drawing?”

“Yes!” Locke grinned from ear to ear. “It’s you!”

“It’s amazing! Locke, have you taken any drawing lessons?”

Locke shook his head. “No.”

“Really?” Elissa was even more surprised.

Her grandfather, Addy, had been a renowned painter, and she’d grown up learning under him. She could tell that if Locke hadn’t taken any formal lessons, then he must have an extraordinary gift for someone his age.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Elissa’s eyes lit up. “Locke, that might be your dad—”

she could finish, the door swung open, and Ernest stepped inside. His gaze immediately landed on the two of them sitting together.

This was the last place he expected to

blinked, completely caught off guard. She glanced at Locke and whispered, “Locke, is

and stood straight,

dumbfounded. Locke was Ernest’s son? She could

to pick Locke up. Then, he turned

at all…” Elissa smiled and shook her head. “Locke was

Locke was Ernest’s son. No wonder the boy was so proper and mature. He clearly

Quentin knocked. “Sir, the

back at Elissa. “We’ll

turned and started toward the exit. Elissa pressed

landed on

to object, saying, “I

quickly interjected, “Elissa, come on. Let us drop you off at

manners?” Ernest, catching his son’s words, furrowed his brow and gently reprimanded, “You shouldn’t address

all, she