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

Chapter 1530:

An unusual stillness now blanketed the once-bustling venue.

Hadley slumped in a chair, the evening’s champagne leaving her world slightly tilted and her thoughts hazy.

“Hadley.” Eric crouched down in front of her, his warm fingers enveloping her hand. “Feeling any better?”

“Yeah.” Hadley nodded, blinking slowly as she surveyed the empty room. “Did everyone leave?”

“They did. Everyone’s headed back to rest.” He squeezed her hand gently. “We should make our way back, too.”

“Okay.”

She gripped his hand for support and pulled herself unsteadily to her feet. As soon as she attempted a step forward, her knees betrayed her, buckling beneath her weight as she teetered dangerously.

Eric caught her against his chest, steadying her with a surprised chuckle.

brow, frustration evident in her voice. “I can’t seem to walk properly. How am

played across Eric’s face as he gazed at her. In her tipsy state, Hadley radiated a

his back to her and dropped into a crouch. “Come on, I’ll carry you—piggyback

at his broad shoulders for a moment before her lips curved

back with childish abandon, then drummed her fingertips playfully on his shoulder. “Let’s

laughter that rumbled through his chest. “What, have I been demoted to your personal chauffeur for

novels available

“What’s wrong?”

his neck, her voice laced with playful challenge. “Am I not allowed? Or perhaps you don’t want to?” She instantly feigned outrage, wriggling dramatically

his laughter mingling with genuine concern. “Alright, alright! I’m at your service! Please stop moving before you

“Oh, okay…”

potential injury sobered her instantly, and

Just wait until we’re back in our room—I’ll let you ride to your