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

Chapter 905:

In one swift motion, he twisted the man’s arms behind his back and slammed him against the column.

The man wore a black hoodie, his face hidden. Eric yanked the hood down. “It’s you.”

It was the same man who’d been caught by security before.

“Mr. Flynn!” the man gasped, immobilized. “Please, don’t misunderstand—I mean no harm!”

“No harm?” Eric scoffed. “You’ve been tailing me like a stray dog, and now you claim innocence? Who sent you? Someone from the Scott family?”

“Yes! Mr. Scott did!” the man blurted.

Eric let out a cold laugh.

“You confessed awfully fast. Why would the Scott family send someone as incompetent as you? Which Mr. Scott are we talking about?” The Scott family wasn’t large, and very few deserved such respect from others.

Ferris was the obvious candidate, and there were his sons—although they were both aging fools.

The rest were just hangers-on, living off the family name.

“I’ll tell you everything,” the man stammered. “It’s Ferris Scott. He wants to meet you. He said it’s important—and he wanted to be discreet.”

Eric froze. Ferris wanted to see him? Why?

He narrowed his eyes. “Is that the truth?”

“I swear it is,” the man said quickly. “Look, I’m not exactly a pro at this stuff. If I had bad intentions, you wouldn’t have caught me so easily, right?”

Eric silently agreed.

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Anyone truly dangerous wouldn’t have gone down so fast. That was why he sent his men away. He had a hunch. Eric let the man go.

The man winced, rubbing his shoulder. “Thank you, Mr. Flynn. So, about Mr. Scott—”

Eric’s expression darkened. “Tell him I’m not interested.”

The man’s face fell. “But… how am I supposed to report back?”

“That’s your problem,” Eric snapped. “The Flynn and Scott families have no ties. Ferris’ arrogance isn’t my concern. Just because he wants to see me, I should jump? Absurd.”

“But Mr. Flynn, he might have urgent—”

“Fuck off!” Eric’s voice turned ice-cold. “Or are you waiting for my men to handle you?”

He tilted his head slightly. “You’ve heard of the Todd brothers, haven’t you?”

The man blanched. “I-I’m going. Right now!”noveldrama

“Then move.”

“Yes, sir!”

He bolted. Moments later, Phillips returned with Xander and Theodore, standing silently behind Eric.

“Who was that?” Phillips asked.

Eric didn’t answer right away. He narrowed his eyes. Even he wasn’t sure what Ferris was up to.

Later that night, after Joy was tucked into bed, Hadley and Melba sorted through the gifts Eric had left behind.

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