Chapter 193
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 193:
At her question, Eric hesitated.
How should he respond? Should he admit that he was concerned for her safety?
Too awkward to voice his thoughts, Eric scoffed lightly. âI just came to see what was up. If anything happened to you, explaining it to Grandma would be difficult.â
That was why he was here.
Hadley nodded, acknowledging his words. âI appreciate it, but you can go now.â
Eric was startled. Was she dismissing him already? It seemed she didnât value his concern at all.
Frustration surged within him. âLeave? In this darkness? How am I supposed to even see all those stairs?â
âDonât you have your phone?â Hadley asked, her tone casual.
âMy phoneâs out of battery!â Eric snapped.
âOkay, hold on.â
Hadley suddenly seemed to recall something and returned to rummaging through the cabinet for candles.
Eric, puzzled by what she was doing, got up and joined her by the cabinet. Leaning in, he asked, âWhatâs this youâre searching for?â
âCandles.â
âCandles?â Eric repeated, taken aback. âYou actually keep candles around?â
âYes,â she answered without looking up. âPower outages are frequent here. The landlord and the agent warned me when I signed the lease, so I came prepared.â
Really?
She knew about the frequent outages and chose this place anyway?
A puzzled frown crossed Ericâs face as he watched her silhouette against the faint light. This resourcefulness was uncharacteristic of the Hadley he rememberedâshe had always seemed more demanding and less prepared.
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âFound them.â
Finally, Hadley pulled some candles from the back of the drawer.
With a slight smile, she said, âHere they are.â
She offered a candle to Eric. âHere, use this to light your way out.â
Eric gave her a skeptical look and scoffed, âKeep it. I donât need it!â
Hadley paused, baffled. âBut you said it was too dark to see the steps.â
âHow ridiculous!â Eric retorted, his tone laced with contempt. âYou expect me to walk out holding a candle? Absolutely not!â
In his refusal, he knocked the candle from her hand. âI donât want that thing anywhere near me!â
Hadley stood still, a look of astonishment crossing her face. She murmured, âOkay, no need to overreact.â
Just then, she tensed, her reaction turning urgent as she grasped Ericâs hand.
âWhatâs the matter now?â Eric asked, confused.
Hadley let out a scream.
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