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

Chapter 1293
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Chapter 1293:

Standing up, Eric looked at her with reluctant eyes. “I should go.” He hesitated before adding, “Aren’t you going

to seeoff? Once I'm gone, we might not see each other for years.”

“Years?” Hadley looked up, startled.

His gaze held hers. “Every day without you feels like forever.”

Hadley blinked, and then burst into laughter. “Seriously? That was cheesy! Are you really Eric, or is this some

imposter in a mask?”

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“Check for yourself.” He caught her hand, guiding it to his face. “See if I'm wearing one.”

“Stop...” Hadley said, trying to pull away. “Be careful with my headpiece. The makeup artist spent hours on this.”

“You're the one who doubted me—"

Just then, the door opened. They both turned.

Ayla stood frozen in the doorway, looking uncomfortable. “I... didn’t know you were here. Sorry to interrupt...”

“Out,” Eric said coldly.

“Oh! Okay!” Ayla stammered, backing away quickly. She looked spooked.

Hadley stared after her, confused.

Ayla had never acted like that around Eric before. She glanced at him. “Why were you so harsh?”

Women could always sense these things.

Ayla’s feelings for Eric weren't exactly subtle. But Eric had never shown her the slightest interest—at least not

until now.

Hadley had known Eric for over a decade.

Eric was cold, detached. It wasn’t easy for anyone to get close to him, let alone win his heart.

But his reaction today wasn’t just cold—it was sharp, angry. His attitude had gone from indifferent to openly

hostile, and that wasn't like him.

“Harsh?” he repeated, lifting a brow. “She interrupted us. Was | supposed to be nice?” He thought of last night...

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He tightened his grip on Hadley’s hand slightly, his voice lower. “It’s better if you stay away from Ayla from now

on.”

“Why?” Hadley looked at Eric with genuine surprise. “Wasn't Ayla the one you arranged to keep an eye on me?”

Eric was silent for a few seconds, seemingly unsure of how to respond.

The truth was, he regretted it now.

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