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

Chapter 1401:

“You’re too kind.”

As soon as he left, Hadley felt a flicker of confusion. Why had Eric gone through the trouble of having someone prepare steamed fish… without saying anything beforehand?

Then it clicked—Tamara must have told him that she skipped dinner. Or maybe Chelsey had.

She now knew Chelsey had already switched sides and was quietly reporting to Phillips.

Still, she hesitated.

She was hungry, yes—but eating this late? Then again… it was just fish—good protein and no burden.

As she debated, her phone vibrated.

A message from Eric.

is steamed. No oil—just a little light sauce for flavor. The kind you like. Eat it. It’s all protein, so you won’t

“You’re already thin. You’re perfect like this. If you

a soft laugh. She murmured, “Nagging and fussy…

really just compare Eric to her

creeping in. It made people too comfortable.

she was—settling into the space he had made for

A pattern she couldn’t break,

fish. She picked up her fork and gave it a small

out the

was gone. The dining table had been cleared, and a single rinsed plate sat in the

eyebrow. Did she really finish the entire

he climbed the stairs and stopped outside her

No answer.

probably in

down his phone, and stepped into the walk-in closet to grab a