Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 38 The Children's Genes

Seeing him like this, Sadie felt even more upset. She wanted to know why he married Leah right after they broke up.

From her understanding of Ronan, he wasn't the impulsive type. There must be some hidden truth.

Perhaps Leah had already set everything up.

Unfortunately, everything was set in stone now. Leah was already Mrs. Potter, and they had both had children. What would be the purpose in pursuing further questions?

Thinking of that, Sadie changed the subject. "There's no need for your wife to apologize at the school. I don't want any more conflicts. Also, if possible, transfer your son to a different school so that we don't have to cross paths." "I'll try to arrange that." Ronan nodded. "Do you have any other requests?"

"How could I make demands of you?" Sadie sneered. "Nowadays, I'm just a poor woman, and you are the esteemed Mr. Potter-"

"Don't call me that!" Ronan coldly interrupted her. "It's too formal. We have already-"

"There's no connection between us anymore. We should keep our distance from now on," Sadie coldly cut him off.

you still hate me? I know my family was in the wrong back then, but I have been trying my best to make amends. Why couldn't you give me some time? Why did you do something so absurd?" Ronan

gradually turned

Sadie said, full of regret. "I made a mistake, so

she turned and

Ronan grabbed her hand and handed her a check. "Go start a small business.

not bad. It seems our memories are certainly worth something, after

"Sadie..."

charity!" Sadie shoved the check into his suit pocket. "We were both at fault in the past, so no one should hold grudges. Let's just

you at the VIC Group earlier today?" Ronan furrowed his brow. "The

do I have the right to." Sadie smiled bitterly. "I understand now. Our positions are different, and we have to be mindful

"I don't need it!"

noble! How could you do such a job? Besides, how much can that job earn? Can it support three children?" "Whatever I earn is the value of my labor," Sadie retorted angrily. "Even if one day I become so poor that I have nothing to eat, I'd rather beg or

your concern. Take it

shook off his

watched her departing figure, his eyes

a secret. I don't want outsiders to know about their existence for now." "Okay, I understand." Ronan knew what she was thinking. "I'll