Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now

Chapter 770:

Eric frowned, nodding slowly. “Then do you need me to—”

Before he could finish, Quentin burst in, flustered. “Mr. Flynn! Miss Harris is here!”

Ernest’s brows furrowed. He glanced at Eric.

“It wasn’t me,” Eric said at once, shaking his head. “I found this place because Elissa called Hadley.”

Then why was Linda here?

Ernest smirked. She had always been suspicious of him having another woman.

There was no time to hesitate.

Ernest instructed, “Quentin, take Elissa out through the back door. Now.”

“Understood, Mr. Flynn!” Quentin hurried off.noveldrama

“Move aside!” Linda stormed into the courtyard, her fury palpable.

The bodyguards blocked her path.

“Miss Harris, you can’t go in!”

“Get out of my way!” Her eyes burned with rage as she glared at them. “Who do you think you are to stop me? Even Ernest wouldn’t dare challenge me!”

The bodyguards struggled to hold Linda back, and that was when Ernest approached, leaning on his cane, with Eric by his side.

“Linda.”

So, he really was here.

Linda’s lips curled into a cold smile. The private detective’s findings were accurate. She hadn’t expected Eric to be here too. The brothers were closer than she thought.

𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗴𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩸𝖼𝗈𝗆

So, Eric had been in on deceiving her as well?

“Perfect.” She nodded, her tone laced with sarcasm. “Let’s go in together.” Her eyes flashed with determination, as if preparing for battle. She clenched her teeth. “I want to see for myself what kind of breathtaking beauty our Mr. Flynn has been hiding away!”

“Linda!” Ernest grabbed her wrist, his dark gaze locking onto hers, his voice calm yet firm. “You can go in, but there’s no woman like you imagine inside.”

“Really?” Linda arched a brow, scoffing.

“Yes!” Eric quickly chimed in. “Linda, Ernest’s just—”

“Shut up!” She cut him off coldly. “Do I even need to point out how much you side with Ernest? I don’t believe a word he says—and I don’t believe you either!” With a sharp tug, she wrenched free from Ernest’s grip and stormed inside, pushing the door open. “Where is she? Come out!”

Linda stood in the middle of the living room, scanning the space.

Nothing.

The silence was suffocating, the eerie kind that made a place feel abandoned.

“No… impossible!”

Refusing to accept it, Linda bolted upstairs.

“Ernest…” Eric cast a glance at his brother before following after her.

Upstairs, Linda flung open the master bedroom’s closet. Empty.

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