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

Chapter 208 The Other Boy from Back Then

"That bitch!" Leah lunged forward, slapping Sadie Roth hard across the face, seething with rage, "Dare to steal my man, and I'll kill you!!!"

As she tried to hit Sadie again, Kathleen held her back...

"We need solutions, not more problems," Kathleen whispered, trying to calm her down, "Pressuring her won't get us anywhere right now. How about we give her a couple of days?"

With her head cocked to the side and her cheek stinging from the slap, Sadie didn't retaliate. She just quietly took note of the debt she was owed.

Seething, Leah reluctantly agreed after listening to her mother: "Fine, you have two days. If you don't meet my demands within that time, I'm going public with your scandals. And if you think of complaining to Ronan, I'll send your kid's details to the press straight away."

"Got it."

...

After leaving the café, Sadie Roth was hounded by a swarm of reporters. She dashed through the streets, winding through alleys until she finally lost them.

She couldn't fathom why Leah White was still after her. After all the past harm that she had suffered and let slide, Leah showed no remorse and only intensified her cruelty...

suspended from her job and her life

Ronan Potter calling. Just the sight of his name brought on a headache. She immediately hung up and blocked the number. At last, a moment of peace... With her forehead burning, Sadie tried to rest on the couch, but her phone rang again-all from the media. Irritated, she blocked each

identical to Ronan Potter's, differing by just one digit. His ended in 9,

Ronan Potter and even got herself a phone number that

trying to hail a cab in rush hour. It's

enough, that

there. What's up?" Sadie asked,

out. Someone's here to see

Arianna handed

after, a gentle voice came through, "Hey wild thing,

until snapping

relieved. I just made a bet with Arianna-if you forgot me, I was on the hook for her heels for a

voice was warm with humor, as full of sunshine as

"How could I forget..."

the kindest man in her world. There was that one

pool

a faint smile and joked, "Feeling guilty? Marry me