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

Chapter 65 The Power of Wealth

Lost in her thoughts, Micah had already left the room.

Sadie wanted to sit up and call him back, but the maid waiting at the door had already closed it.

Helpless, Sadie fell back onto the bed, telling herself to focus on healing. Once her injuries were better, everything would be fine.

Returning to his room, Micah thought about how frightened Sadie had been, her whole body trembling. A seductive curve appeared on his lips. That woman was foolish but cute!

That night, Sadie struggled to sleep, not due to the pain, but because her mind raced incessantly. Thoughts of the chip and Micah's silhouette occupied her mind, though unrelated, both weighed on her emotions. Distressed, she yearned to resolve everything swiftly.

The following morning, the phone's ringing roused Sadie.

She woke up to a loud noise, a call from the children. She answered the phone, briefly comforting them before finding an excuse to hang up.

enemies. If the news got out, their previous adversaries might intentionally cause trouble for her

sharp black suit, he exuded a dominant and mysterious aura. His tall and

gaze met Sadie's, and he appeared composed and confident, while she felt somewhat nervous. Eventually, he

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"Okay, go ahead."

but when Dahlia removed the gauze

spiral staircase, heard the sound and halted his steps. He turned around

waiting at the door quickly

Micah's voice. Dahlia apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry,

"It's alright..."

reaffirming her conclusion from yesterday: Micah had a

until she got old and her three children grew up to fulfill this wish, but she didn't expect it to come

French windows and sighed. "The

pushed her to the garden to