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.

by heart; but hearing someone else care

it in front of Elissa with

and thoughtfulness in his every move didn’t go unnoticed. It hung in the air,

wide eyes, her curiosity

had

betrayed her innocent tone. “Mr. Flynn, you and my sister seem really close.

voice

just making conversation—she was poking where she knew it would sting. And he understood all too well what Elissa

packed with

had only recently finalized her divorce. With a family like the Flynns, her past would not be easily

didn’t quite reach her eyes. Her voice was polite, but the chill in her tone was unmistakable. “Don’t be upset. I’m sure Bonnie’s just

concern. But every syllable was calculated—a thinly