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

Chapter 1310:

“That’s fantastic!” Elissa celebrated, lifting him into the air as he reached up to her. Her balance was a bit shaky as she stood.

“Come on! Let’s go see the paper in my room upstairs!”

“Yeah, let’s go!”

Locke’s excitement was clear; he was eager to share his achievements with Elissa and enjoy her approval.

Ernest, trailing slightly behind, noticed something was off.

He had observed Elissa wobble a bit when standing, a clear sign her ankle was troubling her.

An hour had passed, and Elissa made her way back downstairs. Locke had been taken to bathe by the nanny, signaling it was time for Elissa to leave.

Navigating the stairs was challenging with her sprained ankle; she clung to the handrail, taking each step carefully.

reaching the ground floor,

“Miss Holland.”

her with a focused gaze. Startled, Elissa asked, “Mr. Flynn, what’s the matter?” Was there something he

gave a subtle nod. “Please join me over here for a

brow, Elissa paused, but then slowly

him on the sofa. To sit next to him? Elissa hesitated and muttered, “No, I shouldn’t.” Right as she began to decline,

her injured foot. Shocked, Elissa asked,

lifted her leg, resting it gently on his

flushed a deep scarlet, her heart racing with embarrassment as she

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his

do I need to coddle

to respond to that? Yet, his stern tone quelled her urge to pull away. With the soft glow of the lamp, Ernest examined her ankle,

angrily swollen and red. He shot her a reproachful glance. “Why did

knots. What could she say to that? With a quiet sigh, Ernest shook his

small box on the table and