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

Chapter 28 She Really Wants The Donuts "Alright, then." Hadley finally made up her mind. "Letthink for a moment." She pondered what to request as a thank-you gift.

"How about this?" she proposed confidently, "Treatto the donuts from Grandma's Kitchen." "What?" Eric, surprised, thought he might have misunderstood her.

He looked at her quizzically. "Are you sure?" Did she really just ask for donuts when she could obviously have asked for more? Grandma's Kitchen was a cherished, quaint bakery in Srixby, famous for its small batches of morning treats. They baked only a few each day, and once they were gone, patrons had to wait until the following morning.

The scarcity of these treats made them quite expensive.

Hadley had been away for four years and had missed these delicacies.

Even now that she was back in Srixby, she couldn't afford them by herself.

Her choice of thank-you gift was heartfelt.

She nodded affirmatively. "Yes, I'm positive." Eric chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Make sure you're certain. There are no second chances." Hadley could have requested anything-a sum of money, a car, or more-but she had chosen donuts.

"I've considered it well." Still, she didn't waver, only specifying further. "I want the Paczki." "Alright then." Eric agreed with a nod.

He had offered her a choice, and she had firmly made hers. He felt no obligation to offer more. "Tomorrow morning, once Grandma's condition is stable, I'll take you to get some." "Deal." The next day, Nyla's health had improved.

The doctor visited early to check on her and confirmed her well-being.

0.0% 19:16 O Chapter 78 She Really Wants The Grands "You both have been awake all night. Go hand rest. The nurses will look after her during the day" Neither Eric nor Hadley had managed any sleep, so without any objections, after ensuring style was comfortable, they left together True to his word, Eric drove Hadley to Grandma's Kitchen.

Without a chauffeur and unaccompanied by Phillips and the others, Eric parked and went in to purchase the donuts himself.

"I'm coming as well." Hadley joined him eagerly, her lips parting in anticipation.

"Nothing beats freshly made donuts." Eric was amused by her enthusiasm for the donuts.

"I'll make sure you get plenty, Let's head out." He took the lead.

They arrived neither too early nor too late. Yet, there was a line already.

"You wait here. I'll join the line." "Okay," Hadley found a seat and watched as Eric advanced slowly in the queue. She counted the remaining people before him. "Five more, four more-" Soon, it was Eric's turn.

He completed the purchase and retrieved the donuts, smiling slightly. Luckily, three Paczki remained. These were ample to satisfy Hadley. Eric looked over the crowd and noticed Hadley approaching quickly.

"Did you manage to get them?" she asked eagerly, Eric nodded and approached her.

"Mr. Flynn?" He was stopped mid-way by someone.

It was Linda's assistant, Teresa Cruz.

"It really is you." Teresa was not alone. Pointing at the car, she said, "Linda's waiting in the car. I cto buy her donuts." She sighed deeply, "Linda wanted the Paczki, but they were gone by the tI arrived. You know how particular she is. She refuses to eat anything else." The assistant continued complaining. "The morning shoot is extremely hectic. If Linda doesn't eat anything, how 23.9% O Q 19:16 ||| O can she handle it-* Suddenly, she paused, noticing Eric.

She looked at the paper bag in his hand. “Mr. Flynn, are you here for donuts too?" "Yes." A look of discomfort appeared on Eric's face, with Hadley just a few steps behind him.

"What variety did you get?" asked the assistant, her tone light but probing.

Eric did not respond, looking troubled.

Teresa had already seen the label on the bag.

Paczki.

"Are those Paczki?" For the first time, Eric hated the clear labeling at Grandma's Kitchen. It was becoming annoying.

"Teresa?" Linda, apparently impatient, had exited the car, her sunglasses and mask on, searching for her assistant.

"Why is it taking so long to get sdonuts?" Then she noticed Eric and Hadley.

"Eric, Hadley- are you guys here for breakfast?" "Yes." "Linda," Teresa quickly interjected. "The Paczki are all taken, but Mr. Flynn managed to get some." As she said this, Teresa gave Eric a meaningful look.

The implication was clear. He should offer them to Linda.

Linda looked puzzled. "Really? But you don't even like those, right?" Linda had known Eric well since they grew up together.

"Why would Eric buy them?" she wondered.

Suddenly, it made sense.

Linda's intuition flared. "Wait, who did you get them for?" With a light tone, Linda smiled. "For Hadley, huh." "Yes." Eric nodded in confirmation. “She was up all night caring for Grandma and hasn't eaten yet.” "That makes sense," Linda replied, still smiling.

"Go ahead, Hadley, eat before they cool off. I need to head to the set." Before Eric could reply, Linda pulled her assistant's arm. "We should go now." 49.9% 0 x+ 19:16 O < Chapter 28 She Really Wants The Donuts

"But Linda!" Teresa complained. "Why didn't you ask Mr. Flynn to give them жесть to you? He would have agreed you had asked!" "You talk too much. Let's go." "I'm just looking out for you. You'll be hungry until lunch!" Eric overheard their entire conversation. He thought to himself that if Ernest were here, he wouldn't let Lind go hungry.

He looked over at Hadley, who was still waiting, and called out, "I'll get more for you With that, he hurried after Linda.

"Linda!" "What?" Linda turned around, puzzled. "What is it?" "Here." Eric handed her the bag. “You shouldn't skip breakfast. You need to take better care of yourself* "This "Linda hesitated, reluctant to accept it. "What about Hadley?" "Hadley?" Eric shrugged. "There are other donuts. I'll find something else for her. She won't be left hungry." "Then-" "Just take them." Eric placed the bag in her hand.

"Alright," Linda conceded, a smile appearing. “I won't argue then. I'm in a hurry, so I must go.” "Okay." As Linda walked away, Eric turned back to Hadley.

"I'll get more. I'll queue up again-" "There's no need." Hadley spoke up firmly. "Did you forget? You just bought the last three Paczki."

Eric's expression darkened, irritation evident in his voice "They have other options. Con! They're all donuts! You're just being difficult now." Hadley paused momentarily.

She then chuckled quietly to herself.

Eric really had snerve with his double standards. Linda could ben picky about her food, and that was acceptable. But when it cto Hadley, he called her being difficult. Had he forgotten that those donuts he just gave Linda were meant to be Hadley's thank-you gift for staying up with Nyla? 100.0% O Q O mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1