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

Chapter 1240:

Another thought flickered through his mind. “Is it that photo? Does it bother you that Hadley once danced at Galant?”

Eric could squash rumors about Hadley and Duran, pull the wool over the media’s eyes, but Marshall knew the truth. And if Marshall knew, so did Denver.

“You…” Eric hesitated, his brow lifting as if questioning Denver. “Do you think she has a shady past or something? Is that what you’re holding against her?”

Denver’s brow furrowed, but he said nothing, his silence ringing louder than words. Eric took it as a confession.

“You actually…” Eric’s face paled, anger rising in him like a tidal wave. “You dare look down on Hadley? How could you scorn her?” His fist rose again, like a thundercloud ready to burst.

This time, Denver didn’t even blink.

Still, Eric’s hand froze midair. Instead, he clamped it onto Denver’s shoulder. “Come on! You’re coming with me!”

Denver looked wary. “Where to?”

him toward the door. “This is a misunderstanding! Hadley never had anything

Denver wrenched free, his voice firm as iron. “I’ll say it again—I don’t love

froze, staring at the man before him as if

love Hadley

“Why?”

without reason, but falling out of love? That

as a blade, his smile cold as winter. “Deep down, you just don’t trust her. You scorn her.” He jabbed a finger at Denver,

dripped with disdain, cutting like a whip.

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arm and stormed off, fury

just eased the IV needle from Hadley’s arm. Elissa held the cotton ball in place for Hadley, gentle

faint smile. “I can manage,

look, half-scolding, half-concerned. “You can manage, huh? A simple cold turned into a fever. You’ve got to stop running yourself ragged and