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

Chapter 1349:

Hadley returned with a glass of water just as her phone trilled to life.

“Hello? Mr. Webster,” she said, recognition in her voice.

“Hadley, what in the world is happening? I couldn’t get through to you until now! Have you seen the time? The entire crew is waiting—why aren’t you on set?” Elvin’s frustration crackled through the speaker.

She faltered, caught between explanations.

“Hand it over.” Eric extended his good hand toward her, fingers beckoning. “I’ll handle him.”

Abandoning a filming day carried serious consequences. Hadley paused, weighing her options, and then reluctantly surrendered the device.

“Hello.” Eric’s voice dropped to a professional timbre. “Mr. Webster, Eric speaking.”

“Mr. Scott!” The transformation in Elvin’s tone was instantaneous, shifting from irritation to deference. “Is Hadley with you?”

assistance for several days. I’ll personally cover any financial implications of

a moment’s pause. “Mr. Scott, your health takes priority. Please focus on recovery. Hadley should

you.” Eric concluded the call with crisp efficiency, then extended the phone back to

enough fragments of the conversation to piece together

necessary—not solely for Eric’s recovery, but to

a dismissive flick of his wrist. “Phillips will manage the

Hadley caught her lower lip between her teeth,

the glass

Lɑtєst chαptєrs 𝑖n g𝒶l𝑛ovє𝓁ѕ.с𝓸m

“You should hydrate.”

for the glass,

she commanded, her tone

drink? Like a caretaker would? Eric experienced a peculiar sensation of

his response almost