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

Chapter 1315:

As work consumed her focus, the discomfort faded.

The meeting wrapped up, and as anticipated, the draft required revisions.

Both teams shared constructive feedback, and Elissa diligently recorded the changes needed.

Before she realized it, it was midday.

The Flynn Group’s representative glanced at their watch and grinned. “It’s gotten late. Why don’t we grab lunch in our cafeteria?”

“That sounds nice,” Elissa agreed, joining them.

By now, the ache in her stomach had only intensified.

It was a self-serve cafeteria. Elissa grabbed a tray and made her way toward the forming queue.

didn’t serve anything fancy, but the

stepped into line, Elissa’s eyes drifted to the man ahead. Something about the shape of his shoulders gave

from behind, he seemed oddly

She couldn’t bring herself to act like she hadn’t seen him. The man turned. And just as she suspected, it was

she asked, blinking in

I not?” Ernest arched a brow. “It’s the Flynn Group’s cafeteria. I work here too,

no different from anyone else

With the tray balanced in one hand, her other hand dropped

He eyed her carefully. “Are

hadn’t expected him to notice something so

and nodded her head.

that kind

way? Not exactly a conversation between a man

didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t

and gestured toward his spot. “Go ahead. I’ll switch places with

“You don’t have to—”