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

Chapter 1589:

Elissa stopped short. “Quentin?”

Of course, it was him. She recognized him instantly. Ernest’s right-hand man was never far from his side. It didn’t surprise her in the least that he was here or that he would try to stop her.

Elissa sneered and cast a glance toward the restaurant doors. “Ernest is inside having dinner with Bonnie. What is it? Afraid I’ll make a scene?”

Quentin’s brows drew together, and he shook his head. “No, Miss Holland. But you can’t go in right now.”

Elissa didn’t push and merely gave a slow nod. “Alright. Fine. I won’t go in. Just do me a favor and tell Mr. Flynn I was here. I know everything. I saw it all.” With that, she turned to leave.

“Hold on, Miss Holland!” Quentin rushed toward her again and stepped in front of her. “Sorry, but you can’t leave either.”

Elissa blinked, caught off guard. “What did you say? You have no right to tell me what I should or shouldn’t do!”

“I’m sorry!” Quentin looked flustered, unsure how to explain. He turned and gestured behind him.

strode forward and blocked her

let her leave,” Quentin instructed them.

phone and dialed Ernest’s number. “Mr. Flynn, Miss Holland

“I see…”

The call ended.

bodyguards flanking her like statues, Elissa couldn’t take

starts

asked sharply, “What exactly are you

moment, Mr. Flynn will

sooner had he spoken than the doors behind him

walked over, even wearing

“Elissa!”

he… happy

he called again. This time, he quickened his pace. In seconds, he reached her and