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,

turn to answer," the clerk said, looking straight at

said, taking

of backing out now,

haven't pulled the stories..." Sadie confronted

We've already dropped thirty million to buy out the trending spots this morning. These things take time; it's

like you can just dump all that cash in one go. We have to reach out to each media outlet one

the Twitter trending list first, then I'll consider signing the marriage papers," Sadie wasn't falling for it this time. "Once I sign, there's no turning back. You guys have to show some good faith first, right?" "Fine, drag it out then," Kathleen sneered, "Wait too long, and your dirty laundry will be out in the open for the whole world to see. Even

"You..."

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

you who got too anxious, thinking that hopping into bed with Ronan and making it public