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

Chapter 107 Mere Attraction

“Hadley...”

Denver gazed at her, softly uttering her name.

“What?” A smile still played on Hadley’s lips.

“You have something in your hair...” Carefully, Denver reached out to extract it

“What's this?”

He passed the small item to her.

Inspecting it, Hadley recognized a shiny sequin. “Oh, it's from my costume.”

From a Bentley parked nearby, Eric observed them, his expression turning cold with each passing second

Finally, he averted his gaze.

“Sebastian, drive,” he commanded tersely,

“Right away, Mr. Flynn.”

Sebastian cautiously started the vehicle, well aware of the tension surrounding a man grappling with his

unspoken emotions.

As they drove off, Eric reclined, shutting his eyes to block out the painful scene.

He confessed to himself that there was this growing affection for Hadley...

He decided it was merely an attraction.

But nothing more, not something he couldn’t exist without.

After all, who truly couldn't survive without someone else?

He dismissed the notion of everlasting love as mere fantasy.

At the stime, Denver retracted his hand, saying quietly, “Eric's gone.”

“Really?”

A deep breath escaped Hadley, her tension easing at last. She hadn't felt brave enough to look around until now.

“Can we go now?”

She said “we“?

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exploring how things might develop between us

“I see,” Nyla responded, her eyes seeking confirmation from Hadley, Observing Hadley’s fusted cheeks, Nyla

realized there was no objection from her.

It appeared to be the truth.

“That's good,” Nyla said, her voice expressing genuine relief.

“Indeed, very good,” she added, her tone warm.

Nyla felt genuinely pleased for Hadley as she embarked on this new journey.

Still, knowing Eric's feelings for Hadley made her heart heavy with sympathy for her grandson

However, Nyla quickly composed herself, smiling invitingly at Hadley. “Now that we've run into each other, why

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Hadley paused, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

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With a playful smile, Nyla asked, “What's the matter, Hadley? Worried about leaving Denver by himself? Why

don’t you both cthen? Denver, having dinner at my place wouldn't bother you, right?”

“Not at all,” Denver replied, his cheeks coloring slightly. “Since you're Hadley’s family, that makes you mine as

well.”

“That's just what | wanted to hear!” Nyla laughed heartily and motioned to her driver. “Please open the door

for Hadley.”

“I've got it, Mrs. Flynn,” Denver interjected, swiftly moving to open the car door himself. He gently held the roof

as he stood by. “No rush, Hadley.”

“Thanks.” Hadley gave Denver a warm smile before gracefully sliding into the car.

After she was seated, Denver addressed Nyla, saying, “I'll drive separately. You head on, and I'll follow.” Nyla’s

expression softened with a tinge of regret. “I didn’t know... Do you want Hadley to ride with you?”

“It’s fine.” Denver assured her with a wave, adding cheerfully, “See you shortly!”

“See you in a bit.”

The warm farewell shared by Denver and Hadley caught Nyla’s attentive gaze. She mused quietly about Hadley

finding someone who genuinely seemed to care for her.

That evening, Hadley and Denver arrived at the Flynn Mansion to join Nyla for dinner.

Nyla would have been dining alone otherwise, as Eric was often absent due to work commitments, and Linda was

still at the hospital with Ernest.

After dinner, they gathered in the living room, enjoying coffee and fresh fruit.

With a gentle tone, Nyla initiated a conversation with Denver. “Denver.”

Denver straightened in his seat, anticipating a serious discussion beyond casual dinner talk. “Yes, Mrs. Flynn?”

“Just relax,” Nyla responded with a light chuckle, noticing his stiffness. “There's no need for formality here. I'd

like to have a little chat.”

“Of course,” Denver replied, still visibly tense.

Nyla’s expression turned more earnest. “Now that you and Hadley are seeing each other, there are a few things

we need to discuss.”

Nyla took Hadley’s hand with a gentle grasp. “Hadley has always been dear to me, almost like my own

granddaughter, yet she’s faced many challenges over the years.”

Silence did not mean ignorance. Nyla was deeply aware of Hadley’s struggles.

While Nyla cared deeply for Hadley, her priorities had often leaned towards her own family.

“Nyla.” The surprise was evident in Hadley’s expression as she heard Nyla’'s words.

Nyla’s tone conveyed deep emotion. “I'm truly sorry for the hardships you've faced. Now, with Denver by your

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Their conversation was interrupted by a noise at the entrance.

Myw looked towards the door, puzzled. “Who could it be at this time?”

Before anyone could respond, a recognizable voice rang out. “Grandma.”

Guickly, Eric entered, his strides long and purposeful. A hint of red colored his cheeks, suggesting he had

indulged in a drink or two.

As soon as Eric noticed Hadley and Denver, a slight smirk formed on his lips.

“Who do we have here?” Eric's voice carried a note of feigned unfamiliarity as he looked at Denver and Hadley.

“Enc,” Nyla called out, her tone sharp.

She caught the subtle signs of Eric’s intoxication and rose from her seat swiftly.

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Nyla then shifted her focus to Denver.

“It’s essential that you treat Hadley well and ensure she is never harmed.”

Denver sat up straight, his expression serious. “Absolutely, Mrs. Flynn. You have my word.”

Nyla exhaled softly, a mix of resolve and concern in her voice.

“There might be schallenges with your relationship,” she cautioned, hinting at possible disapproval from

Denver's family about Hadley’s past.

“However, don’t fret.” Nyla reassured them. “I'm here for you. Denver, reach out if you need support, and I'll

assist however | can.”

“Mrs. Flynn...”

Denver paused, since he couldn't just admit their relationship wasn’t real.

But even if it was, he was confident he could handle his family’s disapproval.

Despite this, he appreciated Nyla’s support. “Thank you, Mrs. Flynn.”

“There's no need for formalities,” Nyla replied warmly. “It is the right thing to do, and | just want Hadley to be

happy.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a noise at the entrance.

Nyla looked towards the door, puzzled. “Who could it be at this time?”

Before anyone could respond, a recognizable voice rang out. “Grandma.”

Quickly, Eric entered, his strides long and purposeful. A hint of red colored his cheeks, suggesting he had

indulged in a drink or two.

As soon as Eric noticed Hadley and Denver, a slight smirk formed on his lips.

“Who do we have here?” Eric's voice carried a note of feigned unfamiliarity as he looked at Denver and Hadley.

“Eric,” Nyla called out, her tone sharp.

She caught the subtle signs of Eric’s intoxication and rose from her seat swiftly.

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