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

Chapter 242 From Now On, I'm Yours Alone

Sadie had no idea how long she'd been tied up; her limbs had gone numb from the struggle, her wrists and ankles burning as if on fire, the fabric nearly cutting into her flesh. Finally, she stopped fighting, conserving her strength. The house was deathly quiet; the guards and staff knew better than to disturb Micah when he was in a mood.

Her phone began to ring-it was Mason. She tried to move her arms to answer, but it was futile; she could only watch helplessly as the call went to voicemail...

After a while, lights flickered outside her window, a surge of hope flared within her. She knew it was Mason signaling her. Desperate to respond but gagged and restrained, she was unable to make a sound. She writhed, trying to shake the bed or knock over a vase from the nightstand to hint at her distress, but it was no use. The bed was sturdy, and so were her restraints.

And then, the flickering lights went out. As the sound of a car engine faded away, were they leaving? Frantic, Sadie muffled whimpers through her gag, yearning to keep them there...

But the car didn't stop; instead, it sped away.

Despair washed over Sadie as she collapsed onto the bed, her eyes fixated on the ceiling, her resolve teetering on the brink of collapse.

"Knock knock!" A sudden rapping at the door, and then Dahlia entered.

"Wha... please..." Sadie, as if sighting a savior, desperately sought her aid.

over a

me,"

release you

up a cup with a

sips, Sadie pleaded anxiously, "Please, let

advise against such futile struggles," Dahlia softly counseled. "The more you resist and try to escape, the less likely Micah is to free you. Besides, you're not just hurting yourself, but endangering others too." Hearing this, Sadie was stunned. It took her a moment to regain her composure, then asked agitatedly, "What do you

actually

to step in, caught the last remark and sneered ominously, "I had

Blackwell family's car hasn't gone far, has

"Micah..."

"Micah,

order!" Micah commanded

his head and

frantically beseeched. "This has nothing to do with him, don't hurt him, I beg you, let him

do with him?" Micah sneered coldly.