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.

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

started connecting in rapid flashes—like puzzle

surfacing, something she’d missed

“Call security!”

out of

crowd buzzed louder. Tamara hurried to Hadley’s

began dragging the pair away.

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woman was brought into a quiet corner—her face flushed,

she asked,

“What do you want?”

measured look, her tone calm but laced with purpose. “I just want to ask a few questions. And don’t worry—you’ll be compensated for your