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.

immediately strode forward

Miss Holland. Don’t let

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

“I see…”

The call ended.

her like statues, Elissa

starts

sharply, “What

moment, Mr. Flynn will be out

spoken than the doors behind

walked over,

“Elissa!”

he… happy to

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