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

Chapter 1312:

Clutching the paper bag with the ointment, Elissa made her way slowly toward the entrance.

As she approached, a new predicament arose.

Her heel was broken, and though she had managed the few steps earlier from his car to the house, hobbling to the subway in such shoes would be a trial.

As she weighed her options, Ernest reappeared, a bag in hand. Without a word, he crouched before her, his presence both commanding and gentle.

Elissa watched as he opened the bag, revealing a pair of sleek, flat sneakers.

He set them before her with deliberate care. “Put these on.”

Sensing her hesitation, he added, “They’re brand new, just delivered, and in your size. Perfectly clean.”

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“Thank you, I…”

send me another payment? Go right ahead.” His tone was lighter this time, less sharp than before. “I can’t stop you anyway, can I? It’s not like

him a transfer once before—a small act of independence that hadn’t

to drive you home. I know you hate feeling indebted, but you’ve

turned and ascended the

gaze lingered on the empty stairwell

to shift the spotlight, Elissa leaned forward, her intuition stirring. “Enough about me. Hadley, something is

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off guard. “What makes you ask that?” she said, her voice tinged with

on the strain in her friend’s tone, responded gently, “It’s the way you sound, Hadley. You seem so rattled. Did

“You always

sofa, her curiosity piqued. “What’s going on with you two? I thought he had been making