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

Chapter 1665:

“How could such cruelty befall you… and subsequently destroy me?”

The devastating truth she had never shared hung between them: that night, the invisible hand that had drugged Ernest had not stopped there—Linda, too, had fallen victim to the same sinister plot!

At this crucial juncture, Eric’s voice emerged from the periphery, injecting a new perspective into the emotionally charged atmosphere.

“That particular evening,” Eric clarified with careful precision, “Ernest was engaged in negotiations with several key representatives from MK Capital.”

“MK Capital?” The name struck Linda like an electrical current, causing her body to stiffen instantaneously.

Though the specifics of MK Capital remained a mystery to her, the memory of Ernest mentioning his business appointment there that evening resurfaced with sudden clarity in her mind.

for additional moments in Ernest’s company,

of the life-altering incident had featured an opulent ball—all crystal chandeliers and champagne fountains—hosted

the crowd with practiced ease, shaking hands and forging connections, while Linda drifted through the periphery of the gathering, increasingly

an alarming warmth began to spread through Linda’s limbs and her vision blurred at

with increasing desperation, she discovered Ernest

her unsteady way toward his hotel suite, clinging to hallway

begins with

had cruelly misdirected her steps—instead of finding sanctuary in Ernest’s quarters, she had

the unfamiliar masculine profile slumbering beside her, a sickening wave of dissociation

the scene before her unknown companion stirred, practically sprinting back to the safety of her assigned