Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 92 Which Part Of This Looks Like I'm...

The man pulled out a bank card from his wallet, extending it toward Hadley insistently.

“Take it... Just take it.”

By now, the people in line had turned their attention to the scene, their curiosity piqued as if they were watching

a tic spectacle unfold before them.

Hadley’s patience was running out. “I already told you-I don’t want it. Get lost and stop bothering me.”

“Hadley...”

His hand stiffened midair, realizing she wasn't just irritated-she was genuinely angry.

Yet, he still wouldn't back down. Reaching for her hand, he attempted to press the card into her palm, his

determination unwavering. “Just take it.”

“I said I don’t want it!”

Hadley tried to yank her arm away, but his grip was firm, refusing to let her go.

Her frustration reached its breaking point. “Let go of me, or | swear I'll scream for help!”

Before he could fully process her words, she had already thrown her head back and yelled, “Help! Someone help

me!”

But the bystanders had been watching closely. They saw no struggle, no aggression-just a man persistently

offering money to a woman who clearly wanted nothing to do with it.

Hadley’s anger flared. “You are so damn irritating! | don’t want your money, so just leavealone!”

“Hadley...”

Meanwhile, Eric was seated in his Bentley, on his way back to Silver Villas after wrapping up a social gathering.

As the car drove past Evergrand Mall's entrance, his gaze swept over the bustling sidewalk-until it landed on

Hadley.

Even from inside the vehicle, he could see that something was wrong. A man was bothering her, yet not a single

person nearby made any effort to intervene.

“Sebastian, pull over!”

“What?” Sebastian seemed confused but did as told. Eric immediately flung the door open and leaped out. “Mr.

Flynn, where are you-"

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“Hadley’s in trouble!” Eric shouted over his shoulder.

He then weaved through the crowd at a relentless pace.

Sebastian finally caught a glimpse of what had made Eric react so urgently. Amusement flickered across his face

as he leaned back in his seat. “Huh... Looks like he doesn’t have any trouble spotting her first anymore”

Not long ago, Eric would grumble that Sebastian always managed to pick Hadley out of a crowd before he did.

Now, it was a completely different story.

“Get your hands off her!” Eric's voice rang out sharply,

His approach was swift and decisive-before the man could so much as process what was happening, Eric had

already grabbed his arm and shoved him away from Hadley without the slightest effort.

As the guy stumbled back, Eric’s gaze darkened. Now that he had a clear look at him, something dicked in his

mind.

It took a brief moment before recognition dawned on Eric-this wasn’t the first the had seen this man

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harassing Hadley. And the last time? He had been the one to put a stop to it then, too.

A slow, dangerous tension settled over Eric, his hostility spiking in an instant. His entire presence became

menacing, his sharp gaze locking onto the man like a predator that had just found its prey.

“Who the hell are you?” Eric's voice cut through the air like a blade,

The sheer iciness in his tone sent an involuntary shudder down the man’s spine. For the briefest second, he was

sure he saw something terrifying flicker in Eric’s eyes-something that made his blood run cold.

If eyes could kill, he had no doubt he'd already be dead.

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The man swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as panic seized him. He quickly turned his pleading gaze

to Hadley.

Hadley let out an exasperated sigh. What was he looking at her for? Did he really expect her to save him? “Are

you stupid? If you know what's good for you, run!”

“Oh! O-okay!”

It finally clicked in his head. The man didn’t need to be told twice-without a second thought, he spun around

and took off.

“Do you really believe you can just take off and get away?”

Eric’s expression darkened even further, and without waiting for an answer, he was already moving, his long

strides closing the distance between him and his fleeing target.

“Don’t!”

On pure instinct, Hadley shot out her hand and grasped his wrist, bringing him to an abrupt stop.

“Hadley!” Eric's frustration spiked, his voice laced with simmering anger. “Are you seriously trying to protect

him?”

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Her grip on his wrist tightened, unwilling to let go. She already knew-if the so much as loosened her hold he'd be

off again in a flash.

For a second, Hadley just stared at Eric, dumbfounded. Then, irritation flared in her chest, and the snapped.

“How the hell did you get that idea? Which part of this looks like I'm protecting him?

Eric froze. Now that he thought about it... she had a point

She had been fighting him off, not siding with him in any way.

Hadley shot a sharp look at Eric, unimpressed with his agitation. “Are you seriously about to throw your life away

for someone like him?”

Neither of them mattered to her-Eric was terrible enough, but the middle-aged man who had just fed? He was

the very source of her pain, the person she despised most in this world.

And yet, despite how much she hated that man, she wasn’t about to let Eric get himself into trouble over him.

Eric went still. Then, something flickered in his eyes.

Was she... worried about him?

A strange warmth spread through his chest, and just like that, his sour mood shifted completely.

His gaze dropped, landing on her hand, which was still firmly wrapped around his wrist.

Slowly, the corners of his lips curled into a smirk. He cleared his throat deliberately.

The moment Hadley noticed it, a jolt of surprise shot through her, and she instantly pulled her hand back as if

she had been burned.

Eric’s smirk stretched wider, satisfaction flickering in his gaze.

“That settles that, then,” he remarked, his tone laced with amusement. “No point wasting another second

thinking about him. But while we're on the subject, who exactly was he?”

Hadley’s lips pressed into a thin line, her expression unreadable as she kept quiet.

Eric let out a dry chuckle, crossing his arms. “Forget it. No need to answer-I believe | already know.”

There was only one type of man who would pester her like that. One of those leeches from Galant who had

fixated on her while she worked there. Fortunately, that part of her life was behind her.

In fact, moving her to Blanche’s dance stuwas proving to be an even smarter decision than he initially

thought.

But right now...

Eric's sharp eyes swept over her. “And you? What exactly are you doing out here at this hour instead of being

at home?”

Hadley’s patience frayed at the edges. “That's none of your concern. You can go now.”

Her dismissive tone didn’t faze Eric in the slightest. If anything, he had grown used to it.

So she wasn’t going to tell him? Fine. He would find out himself.

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Eric's gaze shifted to the line of people standing nearby, taking in their eager expressions. Whatever they were

waiting for must have been important.

Pulling out his wallet, Eric flipped through a neat stack of crisp bills before his attention landed on a man

standing in the queue. With an effortless confidence, he gestured toward him. “You. What's everyone lining up

for? I'll pay you for an answer. Tive grand-sound good?”

The man’s face lit up instantly. “Hell yeah!”

“Eric, have you completely lost your mind?!” Hadley whipped around, her expression frozen in disbelief. “You're

seriously throwing around five grand just to ask a question?”

The man, unbothered by her reaction, eagerly explained the details of the limited purchase event. As soon as he

finished, he extended his hand expectantly.

Without hesitation, Eric passed him the money he had promised, completely unfazed.

Five grand? That was pocket change. Hardly worth getting worked up over.

With that taken care of, he smoothly slid his wallet back into his pocket before reaching out, his fingers closing

around Hadley’s arm.

Hadley let out a sharp breath, barely holding back her frustration. If he hadn't just cto her rescue a moment

ago, she would've already sent her foot straight into his leg. “And now what do you think you're doing?”

“You're coming with me.” Eric tapped her temple with the flick of a finger, his expression making it clear that he

was just as exasperated. “Are you seriously this clueless?”

She was willing to camp out here all night over stoy? She was already too thin for her own good-was she

trying to make herself collapse?

“Enough. You're going hto get ssleep.”

“I'm not going anywhere.” Hadley knew she had no chance of overpowering him, so she tried a different

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approach. “I have something important to do. Is it really that hard for you to respect my choices?”

No matter what, she had to get this for Joy.

“You're seriously refusing to leave?”

Eric studied her carefully, his expression unreadable.

“No,” she answered, unwavering.

“Alright then.”

Before she could even process what was happening, Eric crouched, slid an arm beneath her legs, and swept her

straight off the ground in one smooth motion.

“Whoa!”

The crowd erupted into delighted gasps, murmurs, and whispers.

A scene like this in the middle of the night? It was like something out of a .

Hadley, however, felt the blood drain from her face. “Eric! Putdown this second!”

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“That's not going to happen.” He didn’t even glance at her. “You never listen to me-why the hell should |

listen to you?”

“You-!"

Her entire body tensed with rage. It was beyond frustrating-how was it possible for someone to be this

impossible?

She struggled against his grip, thrashing in his arms. “Letgo! Putdown right now!”

“Quit squirming.”

Eric let out a heavy sigh, realizing she’d only end up hurting herself if she kept struggling. Begrudgingly, he set

her back down.

The second her feet hit the pavement, she shoved him aside and sprinted back toward the line-

But the opportunity was already lost.

Many others stood nearby, hovering at the edges, their eyes fixed on the scene as they waited for their chance

to make a move.

The moment Eric whisked her away, the line had shifted forward without hesitation.

Her place was gone.

If she wanted to queue up again, she’d have to start from the very back.

And with only twenty units up for grabs... She didn’t stand a chance anymore.

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