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

Chapter 133 Clearly a Theft

Sadie washed her face in the bathroom, gradually calming down, carefully contemplating that night's events, her mind filled with confusion...

She found the phone number for the "Debt Repayment Male Escort" from her message history, hesitating whether to call him or not.

Thinking about how determined she had been that night, and how he hadn't contacted her during this time, if she were to call him now, wouldn't she just be embarrassing herself?

Besides, she had finally cleared up the relationship with him. If she were to reconnect, it would only lead to more entanglement in the future.

After much deliberation, Sadie decided to exit the interface. Her problem now was Micah. He had already developed possessiveness towards her, and if this continued, it would eventually lead to trouble. Maybe she should leave VIC Group...

The income from singing at the bar could now support her family. Once things stabilize there, she would submit her resignation letter to VIC Group.

Sadie made up her mind, feeling much lighter in her heart.

She put away her phone and returned to her workstation, focusing on her work.

Lucia came over, looking anxious and uneasy, and asked.

Mr. Clemens

fire me?"

around and lowered her voice. "I thought he was about to devour someone; I

scolded?" Lucia was

forced a

Lucia didn't say more

herself that she should stay away from that devil in the future, or else there would be more

leave, Sadie declined her colleagues' invitation to

wanted to go home and spend time with her child, as she had a part-time job

squeeze onto the subway when she suddenly received a

hurried to Sunflower Nursery, encountering a situation

and Kathleen were sitting menacingly on the sofa, while the new Mr. Brooks and Miss Bell stood in front of them, looking anxious,

and Billy were nowhere to be

running out of time and can't waste it here. If the other parents don't come, let's call the police," Kathleen

to go to jail, I don't want to go to jail..." "Don't be

Leah smirked evilly, "even if you're only three and a half, you don't have to go to jail for making mistakes. Your guardian, which is your

cried even harder, her little face turning