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

Chapter 100 A Wretched Person

Micah was speechless, not knowing what she was thinking.

"That settles it then. I'll call you when I need you. Don't worry, by pretending to be my boyfriend once, you'll save a day's worth of money." "Shut up, give me your address!"

Sadie pouted and gave him her address, feeling like she was being looked down upon by the male escort. He kept a serious expression and didn't want to have anything to do with her. Back at home, Brenda was still in the living room watching a silent TV, waiting for her. When she saw Sadie return, she hurriedly brought over a bowl of thick corn soup she had stewed. Sadie drank a large bowl, hugged Brenda with her uninjured right arm, and then went to her room to remove her makeup and sleep.

Tomorrow was Monday, and she had to go back to work at the company!

Sadie always kept her mission in mind. This week, she must find a way to return the chip.

That night, Sadie slept soundly, so she woke up early the next morning.

She woke up very early, kissed her three babies, grabbed her breakfast, and hurried downstairs to catch the bus to work.

After resting for so many days, Sadie felt more at ease and secure as things were returning to normal.

This kind of practical life was the real deal!

devil Mr. Clemens, they were all just dreams. Now she had to return to real life. Sadie arrived ten minutes early at the security department to change clothes, but the security department manager informed her,

"Huh?!"

she was transferred from the administrative department

by Samuel, so they

because she refused Mr.

should have been mentally prepared

he probably had never been rejected in his

to

melodramatic scene, and she could probably guess which department she was being transferred

The janitorial department!

this scoundrel had threatened her with

found a

So what?

small restaurant washing dishes, she could

took a deep breath, and said sadly, "David, Randy, thank

bowed to them and left

What was going on?