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

Chapter 1220
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Chapter 1218: Observing Hadley, Eric wondered how she could possibly sleep in such an awkward position.

Her ability to do so stemmed from years of dance practice. That had granted her exceptional flexibility. Most people would find such a position uncomfortable for sleeping.

Eric tiptoed across the room. His movements barely made a sound. He reached her side and carefully lifted her, adjusting her position to lie flat for more comfort.

He then grabbed a blanket from the couch across and draped it over her.

Despite the room's advanced fresh air system and controlled temperature, Eric covered her to prevent any chance of catching a chill during her sleep.

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Even after he had arranged everything, Hadley continued to sleep peacefully.

Eric crouched in front of the sofa, observing her with keen attention.

She was sleeping so soundly.

It had to be because of Joy. Now that the little girl was on the mend, Hadley could finally let herself breathe. Denver's influence might also be a factor.

Eric had learned from Marshall that Denver's parents had withdrawn their objections to his relationship with Hadley.

Getting to be with someone she truly loved must have brought her a kind of happiness Eric could never provide. Suddenly, a sharp emotion pierced Eric's heart. He straightened instinctively, moving forward and kneeling on one knee.

He swallowed hard, then bowed his head, softly pressing his lips to Hadley's.

His heart pounded wildly, as though it might burst from his chest.

His palms were clammy with anxiety, and he refrained from deepening the kiss, fearful of waking her.

The kiss lasted only a second. Just like that, it was over.

Eric sprang to his feet and turned away. He knew that if he lingered for even a moment longer, the restraint he barely held onto would snap.

The tales you love are at gvlThe door shut quietly behind him.

On the sofa, Hadley's eyes fluttered open.

She reached up, her fingers brushing the spot where the heat of his lips still lingered.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket.

Jolted back to the present, Hadley grabbed her phone and stepped outside to take the call.

"Hello..." The voice on the other end was disguised by a voice changer. Her body stiffened, and the composure faded from her face. She scowled. "Who is this?" "That's not important. You're Hadley Pearson, right?" "I am... and you are?"

"Listen carefully." The person on the other end didn't allow her to askm further questions. "Do you remember En the shadows you left behind?"

"The shadows I left behind?" Her brow furrowed. "I you're talking cu don't know what talking about." "Then letclarify. Galant, the place where it all began for you. Does that ring a bell?"

Galant? That sparked a memory in Hadley. It was the club where she had landed her first significant job in Shixby: But what did this have to do with a dark past?