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

Chapter 1339:

“We’re searching, sir,” Phillips replied, his tone cautious. “But…”

His hesitation spoke volumes—it was like hunting for a single star in a daylight sky, the odds maddeningly slim.

“Keep searching! Don’t waste another second!” Eric’s voice cut through, sharp and unyielding.

“Yes, Mr. Scott!” Phillips responded, the line going dead.

Eric’s face paled, a shadow of dread settling over him. Without pause, he dialed Cordell. “Have you tracked down Gifford?”

“Not yet, Mr. Scott,” Cordell admitted, his voice steady but careful. “But I suspect he will reach out to you directly. It might be best to—”

“Absolute nonsense!” Eric’s roar erupted, raw with frustration.

Did Cordell think he hadn’t already considered that possibility? “I can’t just sit and wait! My daughter’s in his hands—she is only four! Every moment we lose, she suffers more. Find him. Now!”

it, Mr. Scott!” Cordell replied, urgency in his tone

the call, Eric turned

his thoughts. He couldn’t fall

the time the first light of dawn touched the sky, his phone buzzed across

forward, picked it up,

came through. “Sir, Cordell just arrived. He says he has news about

“I’m on my way.”

hung up, grabbed his coat off the couch, and

“I’m coming too!”

the bedroom,

fantastic tales

“Hadley.”

to face her. Even though he had knocked her out so she could at least have some shut-eye the

that? Was it about

trembled as she reached for his arm. “Please. Let me come

confirmed yet,” Eric said softly. He couldn’t bring himself to lie to her. But he also couldn’t offer false hope. “I’m just going to check things out. You need