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

Chapter 1412:

Gasps rippled through the bystanders.

“Which Mr. Scott do you think she’s talking about?”

“How many Mr. Scotts do you know in Srixby?”

“Wait… could it be Eric Scott?”

“No way… that’s huge.”

In the shadows of the crowd, Hadley’s eyes narrowed at what she just heard. Mr. Scott. Fishy candles. Lured him into bed…

Then chaos erupted. Ayla lunged, and the two women fell into a scuffle—yelling, shoving, hair flying.

Hadley didn’t move, her expression frozen as she watched the scene unravel. There was something oddly familiar about the woman fighting Ayla. Her voice. Her face.

And then it clicked.

a hotel the film crew stayed at during a location shoot. More than that, she’d been

rapid flashes—like puzzle pieces snapping

was surfacing, something she’d missed

“Call security!”

them out

the fight as the crowd buzzed louder. Tamara hurried to Hadley’s

away. She watched as security began dragging the pair away. Then she turned to Tamara, her voice low

you do something

source for

“Just say

brought into a quiet corner—her

she asked, almost

“What do you want?”

“I just want to ask a few questions. And don’t worry—you’ll be compensated