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

Chapter 205 The Thai Gentleman

"It has to be because of you," Leah said, heartache evident in her voice. "Nobody else could make him so determined to divorce me..."

"How can I make it any clearer to you?" Sadie Roth was at a loss for words. "Ronan and I are a thing of the past. Even if he wasn't married to you, even if he were single, there's no way I'd go back to him!"

"Of course, I understand that you've moved on from him, but he hasn't moved on from you," Leah said with a forced smile. "He's foolishly thinking that divorcing me would open a path to chase after you again, but in reality, you already have someone in your sights, don't you? It's clear now that you're setting your sights on Mr. Clemens."

"You're right," Sadie Roth bluntly admitted, tired of the back-and-forth and hoping Leah would drop her pursuit. "I'm totally focused on winning over Mr. Clemens. In every possible way, he's a far better catch than Ronan Potter!"

"You're so full of yourself," Leah White said with scorn, "I did some digging. Mr. Clemens? He's got a fiancée. You were just a fling to him; he was never serious about you." "What?" A shiver ran through Sadie Roth. Micah Clemens had a fiancée? How was she unaware?

"The reason Ronan can't let go is that he knows you stand no chance with Mr. Clemens," Leah chuckled. "Actually, there's someone who could be a good match for you..." Sadie was utterly puzzled.

"Come on out!" Leah clapped her hands.

from a private room, followed by a tall man

in stature, sharing a faint resemblance to Micah Clemens-but with a markedly different

it was clear he was

Kathleen pointed at the Thai man, her voice laced

surveyed Sadie Roth with a contemplative look

twenty thousand for

eyes widened in disbelief, and her head shook frantically, "It can't be him... It just

was unable to recall the man's face, she vividly remembered waking up to the sight

"He hasn't forgotten. He takes a

gestured to the

several photos from the pocket of his floral shirt and

locked onto them, her mouth

out drunk, clad only in a black bra. Her face was flushed crimson, and she was sprawled across a white bed. And there he was, the Thai man in the photos, angling the

skin crawled, and