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

Chapter 1584:

“Mr. Flynn,” she said again, her voice warm and undeterred. “Not into fruit? Maybe you’d prefer a cup of coffee instead? Grandpa’s got some excellent beans. Do you have a favorite blend?”

At last, Ernest lifted his eyes and locked them on hers.

Ernest studied Bonnie intently, thoughts cascading through his mind like rapid-fire calculations. Without warning, his lips curved into a disarming smile. “Don’t go to any trouble. Elissa will be joining us momentarily…”

His hand extended toward the meticulously arranged fruit platter, fingers hovering deliberately. “I’ve never been particularly fond of fruit, but how could I possibly decline when faced with such genuine thoughtfulness?”

With calculated casualness, he selected a thin apple slice and brought it to his lips. “There, satisfied? I’ve indulged.”

smile at Bonnie. That singular smile sent Bonnie’s heart into an erratic rhythm, stealing her breath momentarily. Ernest’s striking good looks were undeniable—his typically serious demeanor acted as a mask that, when

she floated in a state of pure euphoria. Despite the logical moment for departure having arrived, an invisible anchor held her in place. Her mind scrambled

thumb swiftly tapped the lock button, screen instantly darkening.

weakness. “In that case, perhaps we should connect

a deafening drumbeat of anticipation and fear. Rejection seemed entirely possible, even

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much as a moment’s hesitation, unlocked his device and navigated to WhatsApp with

scan my QR code?” he

her phone already poised to capture the digital key to his world. Without warning, Ernest’s eye closed in a conspiratorial

little more than

just then. Her gaze darted upward to find Elissa