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

Chapter 1582:

Addy chuckled, not pressing the matter. “Very well then, Mr. Flynn. Sit wherever you like. Make yourself at home.”

“Everyone, let’s sit,” Louisa said with a warm smile.

She then looked toward Ernest. “It’s your first time joining us, and we didn’t have much time to prepare, so we’ve just made a simple family meal. I hope that’s alright.”

“You’re far too kind, Mrs. Holland,” Ernest’s gaze softened as it drifted toward Elissa. “As long as Elissa’s here, I know I’ll enjoy every bite.”

He reached over and picked up the empty bowl in front of her, motioning toward the soup tureen. “Let me get you some soup.” Then, turning to Addy, he added with a gentle smile, “Elissa always likes to start her meal with soup.”

“Ah, yes, that’s true,” Addy replied, nodding with a pleased expression.

Elissa himself and knew her little quirks by heart;

bowl and then placed it in front of Elissa with quiet care. “Be careful—it’s hot,”

his every move didn’t go unnoticed. It hung in the

the table, Bonnie watched with wide eyes, her curiosity getting

she had to

glint in her eyes betrayed her innocent tone. “Mr. Flynn, you and my sister seem

her name, his voice laced with reprimand.

conversation—she was poking where she knew

is packed with great

her divorce. With a family

but the chill in her tone was unmistakable. “Don’t be upset. I’m sure Bonnie’s just concerned about Elissa. After all…

concern. But every syllable was calculated—a thinly