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

Chapter 366
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Chapter 366: The film city wasn't just a hub for shooting-it was also a lively tourist attraction, almost like a thpark, packed with bustling food stalls and the irresistible aroma of local snacks.

Hadley led Denver to a vibrant food street tucked around the corner, her eyes scanning the endless options. "See anything you like?" she asked, glancing up at him.

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Denver shrugged, hands in his pockets, his focus more on her than the food. "Just get whatever you want." Hadley didn't hesitate. "How about scookies?" she asked with a grin. "I know a place where they have the best cookies." "A box of cookies, please!” she called out to the vendor.

"Coming right up!" As the warm, freshly baked treats were handed over, Hadley paid and held the box up toward Denver. Misunderstanding the gesture, Denver instinctively leaned down, taking a quick bite-only to recoil instantly. "Damn! That's hot!" he winced, his hand flying up to cover his mouth. He refused to spit it out, though, opting instead to suffer through it.

Hadley burst into laughter, the sight of his frantic, barely-contained reaction too amusing to ignore. Denver shot her a playful glare. "Are you laughing at me?" "No, no..." Hadley pressed her lips together, feigning innocence, though the amusement in her eyes betrayed her. "Is it good, though?" "Yeah," he murmured, his voice turning softer. Denver's frown melted into a smirk as he finally swallowed. Sweet. Warm. Just like her.

The next evening at Poseidon's Realm, Eric and Barrie were engaged in a casual gof pool, having arrived first.

Before long, Marshall walked in—with Denver trailing behind him. Eric's gaze flicked toward Denver, his brow slightly arching. Why was Denver here? Shouldn't he be with Hadley? Weren't couples supposed to spend their evenings together? "Eric. Barrie," Denver greeted them with his usual calm demeanor as he walked in, then turned directly to Barrie. "Thanks for helping with Hadley's situation. Do you happen to know what your mom likes? I want to get her a thank-you gift.” Barrie blinked, momentarily thrown. "What situation?" he asked, puzzled. "What thank-you gift?"

Denver tilted his head slightly.

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"Hadley was able to return to then to dance troupe, thanks to your mother's help." Oh!

Barrie's eyes narrowed slightly in surprise. That was news to him. His O..

gaze slid toward Eric, but Eric didn't react. He lined up his next shot, completely focused on the game, his face impassive.

Barrie didn't need further explanation. He understood. A slow, knowing smile tugged at his p'Ah, that. It was just a small favor,” Barrie said lightly. "No need to be so formal about it."