Chapter 652
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 652:
âNo, no!â
Joy defensively raised her hands to her hair. âHe gave them to me! I like them!â
âYouâ¦â
âItâs alright.â Eric quickly reassured her with a comforting smile, aiming to defuse the tension. âI gifted them to Joy. Theyâre simple tokens, just playful adornments for a child.â
âBut, thisâ¦â
âJoy!â Eric didnât allow Melba to continue, instead turning his attention to Joy. âI must be off now. Say goodbye to me.â
âOkay, goodbye.â
âGoodbye.â
A short distance away, Hadley observed the scene, her expression one of shock.
So, those hairpins were for Joy⦠for her Joy!
They knew each other? More than that, Joy clearly had a fondness for Eric!
How did it come to this?
Did she overlook something?
Before Melba and Joy could return, Hadley had already arrived back home.
Melba muttered to herself, âHuh? Your momâs shoes are here. Sheâs back! Oh no, sheâs going to be furious when she knows!â
Hadley stepped out of her room with a mock puzzled look. âWhatâs the issue? Why would I be mad?â
âMommy!â Joyâs eyes lit up as she joyously sprinted into her motherâs arms.
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âMommyâs back!â
âGood girl,â Hadley responded warmly, lifting Joy into her arms and helping her out of her bulky coat.
âLook.â Melba gestured toward Joyâs head, compelled by her role as a nanny not to keep secrets from Hadley, her employer.
âThis little girl has got herself a pair of hairpins from some man she met,â she said.
She continued, âItâs the same man we saw in the park. I told you about him last time.â
âMommy!â Joy pulled at her motherâs sleeve urgently before Hadley could react. âHeâs really nice!â
âNice, just because he gave you hairpins?â Melba gave Joy a gentle tap on the head. âTheyâre just hairpins! What can you possibly understand about them? Theyâre nothing significant!â
With a shake of her head, Melba made her way to the kitchen. âIâll leave her to you. I need to start cooking.â
Hadley remained silent, her gaze fixed on the sparkling hairpins adorning Joyâs hair, her expression concerned.
The hairpins were far from ordinary. Melba assumed they were mere trinkets, not recognizing the real diamonds embedded in each.
Firmly, Hadley addressed Joy. âMelba has a point, dear. We shouldnât just accept gifts. Please remove the hairpins, and return them to him when you see him next.â Her thoughts were racing.
It baffled her how her daughter had quickly grown so fond of Eric.
Frightened by the implicationsâ¦
âCome here.â Hadley extended her hand towards Joy. âLet me help you remove them.â
âNo, no!â Joy quickly covered her hair, her large eyes filled with dismay. âHe gave them to me! I love them! I donât want to give themâ¦â
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