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.

a sense of dread mounting within

realization hit her with sickening clarity—he had orchestrated

instructed the servant, his

the depths of the mansion, leaving Elissa to

“Your staff informed me that I

confirmed with a deliberate nod, his voice carrying the chill of winter frost. “That is correct.

over her form with clinical detachment. “Effective immediately, your visits to Locke are

the heart

turning ashen, her features locked in a mask of utter

single word slipped from her lips, a wounded

them, the realization hit her—what other reason could

her voice trembling with apprehension. “Is this retribution because of