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

Chapter 1291:

He turned back, narrowing his eyes.

He then recognized her—she was one of Linda’s fans who had caused trouble for Hadley before.

Was she employed here?

What were the odds?

It was reasonable enough; people had jobs. Still, an odd, unsettling feeling gnawed at him, one he couldn’t quite place.

After a brief pause, he pulled out his phone and dialed. “Phillips, it’s me.”

Arriving at Hadley’s room, he learned she had already left for the film set. As the lead actress, she had to be there early for makeup, a routine that demanded extra time.

Eric’s expression tightened, and he set off for the set without delay.

When he arrived, Chelsey spotted him and hurried over. “Mr. Scott.”

curt nod. “Has Hadley had anything

Chelsey admitted, shaking his

seem interested. She mentioned

Eric’s face clouded over.

Hadley skipped breakfast again?

could almost picture Hadley nibbling on a dry piece of toast, struggling to get

have to worry about her breakfast—I’ll handle it. Go take care of your

sir,” Chelsey

walked off as well. When he returned, he was carrying an insulated lunch box and strolled straight into the dressing room as if

crew greeted him warmly, none of them stopping him. Inside, Hadley had just finished her

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hunger and noticing Chelsey was gone, she picked up

chair beside

He smiled. “Hungry?”

at him

your assistant,” he explained as he opened