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

Chapter 1463:

Ernest blinked and sat up straighter. “Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Elissa rushed to her desk and sank into her chair.

Her phone buzzed—another message from Ernest. “Elissa, I’ll be here. Whenever you’re ready to see me.”

She stared at the screen, speechless.

Closing her eyes, she felt a sharp ache in her chest. Her first impulse was to block his number. But then Locke’s face appeared in her mind.

She hesitated.

She couldn’t block Ernest. Whatever was between them now, Locke was still their child.

the phone down, she pressed a hand gently to her

been life

up and sent

had turned gloomy. Rain had been

left the office

outside the building, she spotted Ernest’s Cayenne parked across the

too, because the car door opened, and he stepped out, umbrella

straight ahead and didn’t break stride. She walked past

called for a ride, and it arrived right on time. Without

rain, motionless for a

Flynn,” his driver said quietly, easing the car forward. “Should

climbed in, closing the

“Understood.”

headed toward the

it stopped, she stepped out and entered a small cafe that served