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

Chapter 220 Marriage Registration

Sadie's brow furrowed. Had her personal details been leaked online?

No, that wasn't it. What if she went through with this marriage registry with the guy and Kathleen reneged on her promise to pull the story from the media? The news had fermented to this level; scrapping it would likely cost a fortune.

Did the Whites even have that sort of money?

"Sadie, are you here of your own free will to marry Mr... the gentleman here?" Asked the employee.

Kathleen snapped back irritably before Sadie could answer, "Of course, she is. Do you think we're forcing her to marry or something?"

"I'm addressing the person concerned, not you," the clerk, a stern-looking lady in her fifties with thick glasses, pressed.

for words, Kathleen

the clerk said, looking

Sadie said, taking back her ID and pulling Kathleen

doing? You're not thinking of backing out now, are you?" Kathleen

You haven't pulled

major media outlets. We've already dropped thirty million to buy out the trending spots this morning. These things take time; it's not like it can be pulled instantly..." "Thirty million to bury a trending topic?" Sadie sniffed out the insinuation, "Kathleen, you think I'm some kind of

not like you can

have to show some good faith first, right?" "Fine, drag it out then," Kathleen sneered, "Wait too long, and your

"You..."

was left speechless. Indeed, the speed of internet gossip spread faster than any virus. Forget a day, even an hour, or a minute could

Kathleen shifted gears between tough and tender, "We want to settle this mess quickly, just like you. After all, we've got our reputations to consider. If this blows up, it's bad for everyone's image. If it weren't for your scandal with Ronan hitting the news last night, I would never have spilled the beans about

anxious, thinking that hopping into bed