Chapter 583
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 583:
âGet in!â
Before Hadley could even react, Eric grabbed her wrist and firmly guided her into the backseat.
As the car sped away, Hadley remained dazed, her gaze fixed nervously on the back of Ericâs girlfriend, seated comfortably up front.
A chill crept down her spine, her palms turning clammy.
âHey!â Ericâs irritated voice then snapped Hadleyâs attention back to him. He was clearly displeased by her continuous staring. In a low, commanding tone, he reminded her, âDidnât you have something to tell me?â
âOhâyes!â
Hadley jolted upright, nervously gripping her knees as she composed herself.
Her voice trembled slightly, yet sincerity colored her words. âMr. Flynn, about Elissa injuring Lindaâ¦â
âWhat did you just call me?!â Ericâs frustration surfaced immediately, his patience thinning. âMr. Flynn?â
Hadley hesitated. Was something wrong with the way she addressed him? His frown confirmed her suspicion.
What else could she call him?
Tentatively, Hadley tried again, softer this time. âEricâ¦?â
His expression didnât soften much, but at least it didnât darken further. With an impatient wave of his hand, he signaled her to continue.
Hadley drew a steadying breath. âElissa didnât intend to hurt Linda. They had an argument, and Linda understands this too. She already dropped the lawsuitââ
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âSo?â Eric rested his chin lazily against his hand, his gaze piercing as he watched her.
âCould youâ¦â Hadley struggled to find the courage to continue. âCould we possibly resolve this amicably? Weâll cover Lindaâs medical expenses and personally ensure sheâs taken care of at the hospitalâ¦â
âHa!â Eric gave a dismissive laugh, scorn evident in his eyes. âDo you think I canât handle a few medical bills? Or hire someone to look after her? Do I really look like someone whoâs lacking funds?â
Hadley smirked, just as she had anticipated.
Fortunately, she had a backup plan up her sleeve.
Although she had made a pact with Linda, she made sure to be careful.
Earlier that morning, before passing Elissaâs phone to Linda, she had made a subtle shift. She recorded the video Elissa had captured of Linda tripping her.
In this age of advanced smartphones, any hint of uploading or transferring could easily leave traces behind⦠So how could Linda not notice?
That was because Hadley didnât send the video to her phone directly; she recorded the video anew using her own phone instead! She had also tucked it away in her cloud drive.
Taking a deep breath, Hadley picked up her phone, opened the video, and placed it in front of Eric. âCould you take a quick look at this?â
âWhatâs this about?â Eric asked, feigning nonchalance as he stared at the screen.
His brows knitted together sharply⦠Linda actually pushed Hadley!
Was it true?
Was Hadley hurt? Where were her injuries?
âYouâ¦â
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