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.

the ground floor, Elissa

“Miss Holland.”

observing her with a focused gaze.

join me over here for a moment.” He then headed towards

furrowed brow, Elissa paused, but then slowly approached him. “Mr.

him? Elissa hesitated and muttered, “No, I shouldn’t.” Right as she began to decline, Ernest gently caught her arm, guiding her to sit next to him. Elissa looked at

leaned down toward her injured foot.

movement, Ernest lifted her leg, resting it gently

deep scarlet, her heart racing with embarrassment as she tried to shrink away. “Mr. Flynn…” she murmured, her voice barely a

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brow furrowed, his voice

I need to coddle you or

off guard by his words. How was she supposed to respond to that? Yet, his stern tone quelled her urge to pull away. With the soft glow of the lamp, Ernest examined

red. He shot her a reproachful glance. “Why did you hide the truth when

quiet sigh, Ernest shook his head, a mix

box on the table