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

Chapter 1365:

Raising his gaze, Ernest saw Elissa’s face pale with anxiety, her eyes shimmering with tears.

She had never spoken of her family to him before. Hadley had once mentioned that Elissa’s parents were divorced. She lived with her mother, while her father had later remarried, leaving Elissa distant from him.

During her time with Ernest, no family had visited, leading him to assume her familial ties were strained.

Yet, the anguish in her eyes now told a different story—at least where her grandfather Addy was concerned.

“Elissa,” Ernest said softly, his voice steady, “would you like me to find out which hospital your grandfather was admitted to?” The Twitter update lacked that crucial detail.

Elissa’s face lit up briefly, as if his words had pierced through her fog of despair. “Yes, of course!” she exclaimed, grabbing her phone. “I need to make a call.”

“Okay.” Ernest nodded, a quiet realization dawning; she must still have some connection with her family.

Ruth, it’s me, Elissa. Which

“We’ll discuss that later. Just tell me where he is—I need to see him!” After

to Ernest, rattling off an address with urgency. Without hesitation, Ernest restarted

flushed with embarrassment. Had she just treated Ernest like her personal driver? How

Elissa began, her voice small. “You can drop me off here. I’ll grab

glance, his brow furrowing. “I’ll take you straight there. You’re desperate to see your grandfather, aren’t you? What if I drop you off and you can’t find a cab?” His logic was undeniable. Elissa hesitated, and then clasped her hands tightly, her

reassuring nod. “Just try to stay calm.

her voice barely above a

check

restless energy, crowded with familiar faces. From a distance, Elissa spotted her father, Becker Holland, and

his voice low.

into a thin line. “I wonder what they’re arguing about,” she muttered, sidestepping his question. Sensing her reluctance, Ernest didn’t push. Instead, he handed her a mask.