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

Chapter 221 Mess with Mine, and It's the End of the Line?

Before she could place the call, an incoming call interrupted her - it was Ronan Potter.

Kathleen immediately answered and put it on speaker. "Hello, Ronan!"

"The search controversy has been squashed, and I've been in touch with other media outlets. This mess has gotten real ugly. My dad is furious and the board is convening-they want to strip me of my executive position at Clemens Corp," said Ronan, his voice betraying his agitation.

"What? How is this happening? Why are they removing you?" Kathleen inquired with a look of confusion crossing her face.

"Just let me finish," Ronan interrupted Kathleen's protests, trying to calm his racing heart. "If the Potter name goes down, it's not just us that'll suffer-your family, the Whites, won't be faring much better.

I'm busting my hump to clean up this disaster. Please don't pile on more problems. Convince your daughter to stop spilling Sadie's secrets to the press. She's hurting Sadie, and she's dragging me down with her."

"I understand, I do, Ronan," Kathleen responded, seeking a chance to explain.

"Let's just call it quits, okay? I'm begging here. I'll drop the divorce talk for now; just please, no more chaos. Leave Sadie alone," Ronan pleaded before abruptly hanging up.

a fiery glare. "This

Sadie was beyond words.

Go register now, and we can put this to rest.

it," Sadie

Ronan said. This was her biggest threat, and they wouldn't miss the chance to remove her from the equation.

Kathleen pushed Sadie

pleased to see Sadie arrive.

clerk, a middle-aged woman with a no-nonsense

"Yeah," Sadie nodded.

no more questions to ask, the clerk started processing their paperwork. The marriage procedure was simple they took a photo together, signed their names, and then

a group of stern-looking individuals in black suits barged in, taking control of

in from outside, his silhouette dramatically elongated by the sunlight behind him, exuding a cool, commanding presence. "Wow, what

as she gawked at the Greek god-like man who had just entered, completely smitten and forgetting to stamp the document

Kathleen whispered, looking panic-stricken. Yet she quickly regained composure, rushing to press

brushing dangerously close to Sadie's hair