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

Chapter 1322:

Kira lingered at the threshold, motioning subtly. “Miss Holland, could you step outside for a moment? There’s something we need to discuss.”

“Of course.” Elissa smiled, giving Locke’s head a playful pat. “Keep at your homework, alright? I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay.” Locke chirped, his pencil still scribbling.

Elissa joined Kira at the door, her curiosity piqued. “What is going on?”

Kira let out a soft sigh, leading the way. “Miss Holland, Mrs. Flynn is downstairs and wishes to speak with you. Come along.”

“Oh?” Elissa’s brow furrowed, questions swirling in her mind. Nyla, back from the hospital so suddenly? And she was asking for her? Though her heart brimmed with uncertainty, Elissa followed Kira downstairs.

“Mrs. Flynn.” Elissa greeted, standing with poised respect, her smile warm yet measured.

Elissa’s face with an intensity that felt almost

keep Locke company, and since Ernest adored her—and given Elissa’s friendship with Hadley—Nyla had warmed to her readily. But

curled Nyla’s lips. “Miss Holland, do you know why

off guard. How could

word deliberate. “Because she foolishly chased after something far beyond her reach. Ernest may be unwed, but that doesn’t mean just anyone can set their sights on him. Do you understand my

Nyla’s words sinking in. She wasn’t naive—she grasped the accusation veiled in

Elissa said, her voice steady despite the chill creeping through her. Her face paled, and her hands grew clammy. “I assure you, I

that so?” Nyla’s eyes narrowed, her skepticism palpable. “If you say so, I’ll trust you—but I still think it’s time you stopped

faltered,

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every thought. “How dare you set your sights on Ernest? Leaving aside the stature of the Flynn family, how could you,

lurched, her posture stiffening as though

“Good heavens!”

to her chest, her voice trembling with indignation. “I’m speaking courteously now, but you must