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

Chapter 1470:

“I understand completely,” he conceded softly.

Ernest abandoned all pretense, fully acknowledging her desire to banish him from her sight and her life.

“But what of Locke? Surely you haven’t extinguished all desire to see him?” he challenged gently.

Elissa’s entire body stiffened, her spine snapping to rigid attention at the mention of that precious name.

“Elissa.” Ernest’s voice dropped to a tender murmur. “Locke pines for you daily. He constantly inquires about you. You cannot deny your affection for him, can you?”

Her mouth opened slightly, but the cutting response she sought evaporated on her tongue.

any of this.” He pressed forward, voice raw with emotion. “I only woke up from a coma a year ago. When I finally tracked him down, he was languishing in an orphanage. According to the director, two separate families

clamped her eyelids closed as tears gathered and

gentle grip on her wrist, Ernest guided her toward his waiting vehicle. “Please come with me. Locke anxiously awaits your

once, Elissa’s body followed

most vulnerable chamber of her heart—one gentle pull at those delicate strings, and her carefully

word, she slid into the passenger seat beside

high-pitched, childish voice echoed through the

hopeful question

She has arrived,” confirmed a household staff member. “Miss

across wooden floors as Locke

“Careful!” she gasped instinctively.

pulse faltered as she lunged forward, arms outstretched to intercept his