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

Chapter 209 The Perfect Standby

Sadie gave him an address close to her new place and agreed to meet in thirty minutes.

She quickly changed her clothes and brushed her hair before heading out.

No sooner had she arrived at the spot than a black Maybach rolled up...

The car door swung open, and a pair of long legs stepped out. Sunglasses came off to reveal a beaming smile: "You little rascal!"

"Mason!" Sadie Roth stared at Mason, momentarily taken aback before recognizing him.

Mason seemed like a changed man compared to the young, sunny boy of years past. Now sporting long hair, his slender frame had become a touch frail, his handsome face softened with a trace of melancholy... But even so, he appeared more innocently striking than ever!

Even Sadie, standing in front of him, couldn't help feeling a bit inferior: "You've lost weight, and somehow, you look even better."

"Tsk tsk, I've always said, 'handsome' isn't the right word to describe me."

Mason, true to his old habits, found joy in pinching Sadie Roth's cheeks.

"But it's true, you are handsome."

Roth was quite adamant on

that of a character stepped out of a painting-rosy lips, white teeth, skin as pale as snow. His features and contours, flawless to a point where even many

not as lovely as

arm around Sadie Roth's shoulders, guiding her into the

nervously, spotting a few shady figures eyeing them

up and hold

Mason, the

the handle, taking a deep breath, her body

enough, the black sedan behind them gave chase, but Mason, with his fine driving skills, wove through traffic with ease, quickly

relief, suggesting, "Slow

eased off the accelerator, affectionately ruffling her hair, "Let's

"You still remember..."

girl, Sadie Roth had a fondness for seafood, but Ronan Potter,

different; he just wanted her to

could I forget?" Mason smiled tenderly at

with such heartfelt words, Sadie was at a loss for a

at the moonlight, feeling weary and helpless. Burdened with responsibilities, even a normal life seemed unattainable, let alone

back then," Mason couldn't help bringing up, "If it had been me engaged to you, I would never have let you down. With me around, he would still be

a pang at the bridge of her nose, her eyes brimming with

head away, not