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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 144
CLAYâS POVThe warmth of Anytaâs hand over mine hit harder than it should have. Three months of keeping my distance, of reminding myself every damn day that she needed space to rebuild her life and take care of Teddy. I couldnât afford to pull away from her. We just sat there in the back corner of the coffee shop, her fingers light but certain on top of mine, the steam from our forgotten Americanos curling between us.Almost a full minute passed after we finished our pancake arguments. My eyes stayed on the street outside, but every part of me was tuned to the woman across the table. Her touch was extremely soft but it was dangerous.She finally pulled her hand back, wrapping both palms around her mug as if she needed something solid to hold onto. The loss of contact left a cool spot on my skin. Anyta stared into her coffee for a beat, then lifted her gaze to mine. Those eyesâsoft but sharper now after everything sheâd survivedâheld me in place.âTell me about your mother,â she asked
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 143
CLAYâS POVI finally recognized the black SUV as one of mineâGrey Syndicate enforcement, the plate number etched into my memory like a barcode. Webb was keeping me on my toes, but Iâd completely forgotten about my own machine running in the background. One of my lieutenants must have jumped the gun the second the tabloid story dropped, thinking they were doing me a favor. Stupid move. The last thing I needed right now was my shadow operation spooking Anyta before I was ready to peel back the layers and show her who I really was .The city streets felt narrower than usual, the afternoon light bouncing off glass buildings in sharp, unforgiving angles. Anyta walked beside me, her presence a quiet anchor amid the chaos swirling in my head. I kept my hand steady on the small of her back, guiding her.âThis way,â I murmured, steering her toward the small coffee shop on the corner. The bell above the door chimed softly as I pushed it open, the warm scent of roasted beans and fresh pastries w
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 142
CLAYâS POVI was already in the car when Anyta texted me the address of Whitakerâs office. Iâd spent the last hour preparing exactly what needed to be said and how to say it. Marcus wanted to play dirty in public. I was going to feed him from his own plate and make sure the taste lingered.The drive over gave me too much time to think. I kept seeing Teddyâs innocent eyes flash in my mind. That little boy had already carried more than any child should. I wasnât about to let Marcus Webb turn the rest of his life into tabloid garbage for sport.I pulled up to the building just as Anyta stepped off the elevator on Whitakerâs floor. Our eyes met in the hallway. She looked steady enough on the surface, but I knew her well enough to spot the tension running through her shoulders. I gave her a small nod and we walked into the conference room together.Whitaker and two of his associates were waiting, along with the court reporter Margaret had insisted on bringing in for the official record. I
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 141
ANYTAâS POVThe night before, Everett and I spoke about the emergency injunction Marcus Webb filed. We spoke in low voices for twenty minutes and finally agreed to deal with it another day. It was already late, and neither of us had the energy left to pick apart another threat.Now Clayâs voice cut through the speaker in my car, tight and serious. âWe have a problem. You should sit down.âI was pulling into the playgroup parking lot, one hand on the wheel while Teddy sang the family song off-key in the backseat. The reception kept crackled. âClay? Youâre breaking up. Whatâs going on?âStatic swallowed his reply. The call dropped completely after a few seconds of distorted noise.I frowned at the screen and told myself Iâd call him back in five minutes. Teddy was already twisting in his seat, determined to unbuckle himself so he could show his friends the new dinosaur figure clutched in his small hand. I helped him out, smoothed his shirt, kissed his forehead, and watched him run insid
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 140
CLAYâS POVI read the text from my attorney at 7:42 a.m. and felt the familiar cold focus settle over me. Marcus Webb had moved faster than I expected. His emergency injunction was a bastard move, but a smart one. It bought him time and dragged everything else into the open.As Owen Grayson I had levers most people in this city only dreamed about. The kind of resources that made Everettâs old empire look like a regional operation. I started pulling them without hesitation.First call went to my lead counsel, Margaret Holt. She picked up on the first ring like sheâd been waiting for it. âHow bad?ââBad enough. Emergency injunction on the inheritance. I want your best team on it within the hour. Challenge every technicality. Tie them up in procedure until weâre ready to bury them.ââAlready pulling the filing,â she said. âWeâll file for expedited dismissal by close of business.âI ended the call and moved to the second front. Philip was already in my study when I walked in on him.âFind
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 139
Anyta POVThe shadow at the door turned out to be nothing more than the delivery driver dropping off a package for Alice. Everett and I both exhaled at the same time once we checked the porch camera. The relief felt almost ridiculous after everything we had been through, but it reminded me how thin our sense of safety had become. We settled back into the living room with Teddy, who had not noticed a thing. He kept right on talking about his dinosaur collection.Teddy looked at Everett for a very long time with those his enormous green eyes. The same eyes that stared back at him from the man kneeling on the rug. Then he turned to me, searching my face like he needed one more confirmation that this was real. I gave him a small nod and a smile I hoped looked steadier than I felt. He looked back at Everett.âYouâre very tall,â Teddy said.Everett let out a sound that was almost a laugh, rough and surprised. I saw tears gather in his eyes for the first time in all the years I had known him
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 20
AnytaI had left grandma Jo's house earlier than expected. I dashed home, hoping to get a solution as quickly as possible.But as soon as I walked in, a knock came on the door, heavy and persistent.I swung open the front door using my shaky hands. The night wind slapped my face, but the cold did n
Last Updated : 2026-03-19Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 13
AnytaThe days following my departure from the Ashbourne mansion were filled with nothing but peace. Walking away hadnât been easy, but deep down, I was proud of myself for making such a brave choice.At last, I could breathe freely in my own space, free from needless chaos. I was relieved to have
Last Updated : 2026-03-18Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 15
AnytaThe first time I saw my face on the cover of a magazine, I thought it was just another society gossip piece. I had become used to murmurs and stares since I left the Ashbourne estate all those years ago. But when I opened the paper that morning, my stomach dropped.The headline read out to me
Last Updated : 2026-03-18Too Late, Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 12
AnytaThe nights in the Ashbourne mansion were too quiet. The tall walls, the gleaming chandeliers, the polished floorsâthere was nothing to complain about, but to me, it was like being in prison. Even when I lay on the pillow with my head, sleep seemed to be far from me.I couldn't help but rememb
Last Updated : 2026-03-18
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