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

Chapter 1590:

“I never asked you to take responsibility for me or my life. Never!” she snapped, her voice laced with bitterness. “So do me a favor and just let me go. My ex-husband was a serial cheater. I’ve had enough of that hell. I’m not gonna go through that again. It ends right here.”

She tugged at her arm, trying to break free. “Let go! Or I swear, I’ll start shouting!” They were right at the entrance of Cozyroom, with the street just a few steps away. If she raised her voice, there was no doubt people would stop and stare. “You’re the CEO of Flynn Group. Surely you don’t want to make a scene, do you?” Elissa threatened.

“Don’t shout!” Ernest warned, though his hand still didn’t budge. Then, he added with a sense of urgency, “Just stay here. I want you to witness something… interesting.”

He turned slightly and gave Quentin a wink. “Keep an eye on her.”

“Got it, Mr. Flynn.”

At last, Ernest slowly let go of her hand. “Trust me. I haven’t betrayed you, and I never will.”

He stepped back, not turning his gaze away. “Just trust me.”

at his retreating figure. She had no idea what he was about to do. She whipped around toward Quentin. “What is

Quentin handed her

an

What was this about?

phone from

Ernest pushed open the door and stepped inside. “Sorry.

from the menu and patiently replied, “It’s alright.

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a chair, settled into it, and

few dishes, but

the menu and then ordered a few of the restaurant’s signature dishes

placed, he leaned back slightly. “Let’s go with

dishes he chose weren’t just expensive. They were outrageous. That wine alone cost

Ernest, even for a little while…