Chapter 527
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 527:
Eric wondered whether destiny was playing tricks on him. An unexpected feeling stirred in his chest, tempting him to rush over and pull the little girl close. Yet before he could act, Phillips yanked him back, and the elevator doors slid shut, sealing off his view.
âMr. Flynn, whatâs gotten into you? Thatâs dangerous! Besides, arenât we supposed to go upstairs?â Phillips snapped, shattering Ericâs brief daze. He reminded himself of his purposeâhe was here to find Hadley, not to be distracted by a child.
The elevator chimed softly at the ninth floor. Two apartments occupied this level, but since one stood empty, there was no question about his destination.
In Hadleyâs apartment, Elissa sat at the edge of the bed, carefully pouring water into a glass and brushing Hadleyâs forehead. âYouâre not burning up as much now,â she said, pressing a fresh fever patch against her skin.
âYouâre still sure about skipping the medicine?â Elissa asked with concern.
âIâll be fine,â Hadley replied softly, shaking her head as she took a few sips. âIâm already feeling better.â A chill had crept through her body, but with the possibility of pregnancy, she couldnât risk medication.
âAll right then.â Respecting her friendâs wishes, Elissa rose and picked up the melted ice pack. âLet me get you a fresh one. Do you want something to eat? Melba prepared some chicken soup for you. Can you stomach anything right now?â
âI think Iâd like thatâ¦â Hadleyâs voice trailed off.
Elissa stepped into the kitchen, but the sudden chime of the doorbell startled her. âJust a minute!â she called over her shoulder.
Opening the door, she froze. âMr. Flynn?â
A mocking laugh, bitter and sharp, drew her gaze back to Eric. Without waiting for an invitation, he pushed past Elissa and strode directly into the master bedroom.
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Inside, Hadley flinched at his sudden appearance, clutching the blanket tightly around herself and pressing back against the pillows as if they could shield her. He had found her after all.
Somehow, heâd managed to track her here.
Elissa rushed inside, standing firmly in Ericâs path with her arms stretched wide. âMr. Flynn, you have to leave right now. Hadley made it clear she doesnât want to see you!â
âHmm?â
Eric paused, tilting his head slightly. An amused smirk played at the corners of his mouth. âAnd you believe youâre capable of stopping me?â
Then his expression darkened as he recalled something else. âBut I suppose youâre good at hiding things, arenât you? Knowing everything and keeping it a secret from me all this time!â
He dismissed her with an irritated wave. âGet out of my way.â
âNever!â
Elissa stood her ground defiantly, even though her legs shook and her face had drained of color. âHadley is hiding here precisely because she doesnât want anything to do with you!â
Elissa might not understand the full picture, but she had no intention of abandoning her friend at a time like this.
Eric released an exasperated sigh, his patience nearly gone. Wasting time arguing wasnât on his agenda today.
Reaching forward abruptly, he seized Elissaâs wrists. âIf you insist on getting in my way, Iâll have no choice but to remove you myself.â
With one swift motion, he moved her aside and roughly tossed her out of his path.
âAh!â
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