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

Chapter 1499:

Arriving at the imposing gates of Flynn Mansion, she pressed the doorbell, the chime echoing beyond the barrier.

The massive door swung open, but instead of the warm welcome she expected, she was met by the familiar face of one of the household staff. The servant stood at the entrance, deliberately blocking her path, discomfort radiating from her rigid posture.

Unaware of the unpleasantness to come, Elissa smiled warmly. “Has Locke been looking forward to my visit? Is he getting restless?”

She gestured toward the interior, preparing to step inside what she assumed was a welcoming home.

“Miss Holland…” The servant finally broke the uncomfortable silence, standing firm in her position. “I’m afraid entry is not permitted for you.”

Elissa’s entire body stiffened, her smile evaporating like morning dew under the harsh sunlight. “Why not?”

Before the servant could respond, Ernest appeared behind her, his presence rendering any further explanation unnecessary.

figure, a sense of dread mounting within her. He

realization hit her with sickening clarity—he had

are dismissed,” Ernest instructed the servant, his tone leaving no

sir.” The servant retreated into the depths of the

mounting apprehension. “Your staff

chill of winter frost. “That is correct. The directive originated from

gaze moved over her form with clinical detachment.

heart

her complexion turning ashen, her features locked in a mask

single word slipped from her lips,

question lingered between them, the realization hit her—what other reason could there

Elissa faltered, her voice trembling with apprehension. “Is this