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

Chapter 1461
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Chapter 1461:

Elissa was already up. Morning light spilled through the open curtains, casting a warm glow across the room.

She had just stepped out of the bathroom, her hair still damp from her morning routine.

“Elissa,” Hadley called gently, approaching and taking her hand with quiet concern. She studied her face closely.

“Good—your eyes aren't puffy. Finally managed to get ssleep?”

Elissa offered a small smile and nodded. “I did, yes. | feel a lot better now.”

But Hadley wasn’t convinced. She could see the wear behind Elissa’s smile.

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“Maybe take the day off?” Hadley suggested, brows knitting. “Just call in sick. Rest.”

Elissa shook her head with another soft smile. “No. I'll be fine. Life doesn’t stop.”

“Fine.” Hadley didn’t press. She understood too well—that stubborn determination to keep going.

They were alike in that way.

“It's still early,” Hadley said, guiding her gently to sit.

“There's something Ernest askedto tell you.”

At the mention of his name, Elissa’s face immediately clouded. “What could he possibly want now?”

“Don’t get upset,” Hadley said softly. She gently held Elissa’s hand, her voice calm and soothing. “I'm only here

to pass along his message. Whether you believe him or not, whether you choose to accept any of it—that’s

entirely up to you. But tellthis... do you trust me?”

Elissa didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” She nodded firmly.

Of course, she trusted Hadley. If there was one thing she was sure of, it was that Hadley would never abandon

her and take Ernest's side.

“Alright then,” Hadley said softly.

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She took a deep breath, then began to share Ernest's message, speaking slowly and gently, making sure Elissa

could take it in at her own pace. When she finished, Elissa remained still—silent and pale, her expression

unreadable in the aftermath of the previous night's storm. Hadley watched her closely.

“Does what Ernest said... match your memories?”

Elissa shut her eyes tight, trying to hold herself together.

“Yes,” she whispered. “That day... | entered the wrong room...”

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