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.

looking distraught, turned to Sadie with a fiery glare. "This is all your doing, you

Sadie was beyond words.

the arm, "The Potters are pulling out all the stops to bury this story. Go register now,

got it," Sadie

if she didn't comply, Kathleen and her daughter would expose everything about the kids, no matter what Ronan said. This was her biggest threat, and they wouldn't miss the chance to remove her

inside!" Kathleen pushed

was still waiting in the distance. He even surprisingly looked pleased to see Sadie arrive. She took

up your mind?" Asked the clerk, a middle-aged woman with

"Yeah," Sadie nodded.

the clerk started processing their paperwork. The marriage procedure was simple they took a photo together, signed their names, and then it was

in black suits barged in, taking control of the

strode in from outside, his silhouette dramatically elongated by the sunlight behind him, exuding a cool,

at the Greek god-like man who had just entered, completely smitten

quickly regained composure, rushing to press Aunt

to Sadie's hair