Chapter 562
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 562:
âNo!â Eric shook his head, his gaze never leaving Hadley. âHadley, this behavior is unacceptable. You should apologize!â
Hadleyâs eyes glinted with a razor-sharp mockery. âYou really expect me to apologize to her?â
âYes, I do.â Ericâs voice was as cold as ice. âYou were raised by my grandmother, a renowned socialite in Srixby, so you should at least learn basic courtesy from her. When you do something wrong, you take responsibility and apologize.â
Hadley let out a scornful little laugh. âAnd if I donât?â
Her unwavering defiance caught Eric off guard; his features darkenedâ¦
In response,
In that instant, he saw the Hadley of years agoâstubborn, proud, utterly undaunted.
Gritting his teeth, he finally snapped, âYou havenât changed one bit! Four years later, and youâre still as arrogant, overbearing, and willful as ever!â
âHaha! Hahaha!â
A peal of laughter erupted from Hadleyâs lips, unrestrained and wild. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she doubled over, unable to contain her mirth.
âHadley!â Ericâs voice cut through the air, sharp with exasperation. âYouâre entirely correct!â
Hadley chuckled, her eyes sparkling with vitality, devoid of any resentment. She genuinely found the situation humorous.
âFour years have slipped by, and Iâm still the same. So are you.â
Just as in days past, no matter the circumstance, Eric unfailingly stood by Lindaâs side without a flicker of doubt or pause!
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Hadley let out a quiet sigh. Did he even realize how her notorious reputation had come to be all those years ago? Thisâhis partialityâwas precisely the root cause!
Eric only ever witnessed her outbursts and missteps, never pausing to wonder what had provoked them!
But time had marched on, and now, four years later, the things that once held such weight in her heart and bothered her so much no longer did.
After her laughter subsided, Hadley spoke with a languid air. âIâm sorry, but Iâll never offer an apology. Not in a million years. Isnât that why youâre here, Mr. Flynn?â
She cast a sly smile at Eric. âYouâre Lindaâs ever-faithful lapdog. With your pitiful devotionâpathetic even, youâre bound to find some ways to keep her smiling, just like old times.â
âHadley!â
Ericâs voice thundered with rage as Hadley abruptly swept her arm across the table, sending its contents tumbling to the floor in a chaotic clatter.
âOh, gosh!â Linda leapt to her feet, startled.
âHadley!â Ericâs anger fully boiled over, his temples throbbing, veins bulging as he spat her name through gritted teeth.
âRight here for you,â Hadley replied coolly, meeting Ericâs glare with a faint, defiant smirk. âLetâs raise the stakes! Be sure to pamper her until she is positively glowing!â
Hadley wasnât the pushover she once was. If Linda wanted more drama, then Hadley would happily grant her wish. They could all wallow in misery together if that was what it took!
With that, she turned on her heel, her expression blank, and strode out.
âEricâ¦â Lindaâs voice trembled slightly. âAre you all right?â
Eric stood rooted to the spot, a frigid aura radiating from him.
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