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

Chapter 1381:

Comprehension dawned, and Linda stammered, “Nyla, you… you looked into the accounts?” Why would she do that?

A cold chuckle escaped Nyla’s lips. “Do I need a justification to review my own family’s finances? I’m asking the questions here, Linda. Now answer me!”

The color drained from Linda’s face as she gave a weak shake of her head. “That’s not what I meant…”

“Whatever.” Nyla’s hand cut through the air, firm and final. She was in no mood for deflections—her body might have been frail, but her tolerance for pretense had vanished entirely. Her gaze locked onto Linda, steely and unrelenting. “Answer the question I asked. Now.”

Linda faltered, her teeth catching her lower lip. Did she truly need to say it aloud? Everyone in the room already knew—she’d overseen the Flynn family’s finances for years. She just never imagined those dusty ledgers would come back to haunt her.

Nyla leaned forward slightly, her voice cooling to a bitter edge. “What’s the hesitation? It’s a simple yes or no. Why is that so difficult?”

Before Linda could respond, a knock sounded at the door. The glass doors offered a clear view, and when she glanced up, Elissa spotted Eric on the other side.

but resolute. “Eric’s here. Now you can both speak face-to-face. I want the truth about this account—and

he passed Linda, a flicker of confusion crossed his face, but

gestured toward his left arm, which rested in a sling. “I got injured recently—that’s why I haven’t visited. You’re not mad at me, are

days earlier, but Eric had worried that

to her just as he always had, without tension or guilt, stirred something in Nyla’s chest. The warmth in his tone chipped

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her attention once more to Linda, her voice regained its edge. “I asked both of you here because I have a question—one I expect

shoulders tensed. Her face had grown

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was composed, her every movement deliberate. She reached for a stack of printed documents on the small table beside her and laid them

too calm. “Take a