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

Chapter 1327:

Eric’s shoulders slumped. He looked like a scolded child. Elissa, standing beside Hadley, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy. She gave Hadley’s arm a small tug.

“I get it. I won’t insist on taking you home,” Eric said, his smile strained and fragile. He looked over at Elissa and added, “But Ernest asked me to make sure you got back safely. If you’d rather someone else drive you, just give Ernest a call. If he says it’s fine, I’ll leave.”

“What?” Elissa blinked, caught off guard.

She had absolutely no intention of calling Ernest—not now.

Tugging on Hadley’s arm again, she leaned in and whispered, “Hadley, come on. Let’s just get in. We’ll sit in the back, stay quiet, and treat it like a cab ride. Please?”

As she spoke, she gave her arm another tug, gently guiding her toward the car. “I really don’t want to talk to Ernest right now!”

Hadley gave her a long look, clearly frustrated. What even was this situation?

gave in and

barest hint of a smile appearing as a flicker of relief

quietly as Hadley and Elissa slipped into Eric’s Bentley. His tense posture slowly softened,

with insight. “You’re really concerned about

she stiffened, her eyes widening as she blurted

going pale as he kept his gaze forward. He shook his head, his voice low but firm. “No. The

glad you finally admit

a bitter laugh, cold and

a marriage, the other seduced a married woman. I only spoke the truth. How

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the rearview mirror at

way down Millland Road, coming to

on the uneven pavement. Hadley reached for