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

Chapter 1306:

As the door closed behind her, Locke reached up and tugged on Ernest’s sleeve. “Dad.” His lips were pressed into a pout, clearly displeased.

Ernest could already guess the reason for his mood and spoke gently. “It’s not that I didn’t want to drive her home. She said she preferred to take the subway.”

“You could’ve insisted more!” Locke said with a frown.

“Insisted?”

Ernest let out a small laugh. “You’ve really learned some big words lately, haven’t you? But you’ll learn this someday: not every woman responds to persistence. At least not Miss Holland.”

“Humph!” Locke crossed his arms, still not satisfied with the explanation. Then his eyes lit up mischievously. “Dad, I know who Miss Holland was talking to on the phone.”

Before Ernest could react, the boy turned and dashed back into the house.

Ernest’s eyes widened slightly, and he hurried after him. “What do you mean you know? Who was she talking to?”

“You didn’t take her home, so

fault

then gave a slight nod.

new? Or had

been away for work, and the only reason he

longer living under the same roof,

Millland Road to spend time with Joy

subtle breath of

begins with

fingers turning palm up

need it for?” Ernest asked, raising his eyebrows with a

have Miss Holland’s number

“Yes, I do.”

raining so hard, and you didn’t drive her home. Don’t you think we

strong sense of consideration and a surprisingly clear grasp of