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

Chapter 1342:

“You’re counting on him to make a deal for my daughter’s sake, you’re fooling yourself. And when that fails… it’s going to be you and me, head-on.”

His voice dropped low, laced with warning. “So think carefully.” Gifford went still.

The ticking clock filled the silence.

At last, Gifford broke the stillness. “Alright. Deal. Let me stay in Srixby, and I swear—your daughter stays safe.”

Eric’s eyes narrowed, his voice hard as steel. “I’m taking her with me. First.”

“What?” Gifford blinked in disbelief. He then let out a slow, amused chuckle. “Eric, do you even hear yourself? You think handing your daughter over to you now guarantees my safety? Tell me, why would I ever bust you with that?”

Eric let out a faint sneer as he reached into his pocket and drew out a folding knife.

With a swift flick, the blade snapped open, reflecting a cold, sharp glint.

to do?” Gifford

stepped in, closing

shot to his feet. “You’d seriously do

Eric could definitely remember.

only four. And her mother is waiting just outside for her… Give my daughter

held up the knife he was

make sure you stay in Srixby. Once it’s settled… I’ll return for my finger!” His

him, speechless. “You… You’re

an unsettling smile, each word ringing with unwavering resolve. As he spoke, his

trading my finger for my daughter! Tell me, isn’t that

settled

content

without hesitation, the knife came

out a strangled cry, clenching his eyes shut as a searing wave

and he nearly passed out! But he couldn’t afford

face turned pale. He was drenched in cold sweat and