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

Chapter 253 A Special Day

Upon hearing the busy tone on the phone, Sadie was very angry. Micah didn't care how far away she was; he ordered her to be there within 30 minutes. Micah was really unreasonable.

Receiving a text message on her phone, Sadie opened the address search navigation. Even if she took a taxi immediately, it would still take forty minutes. If she delayed any longer, Micah would have to wait too long. Micah's cold eyes flashed in her mind, making Sadie shiver. She immediately used her phone's ride-hailing app.

Putting down her phone, she looked at her father's belongings, feeling very conflicted.

After careful consideration, she took out her bank card and the black card from her wallet and put them back in the silver envelope.

Then she packed her father's letter back into the box in its original state, locked the box again, and placed it back in the storage unit.

Carefully closing the storage unit, Sadie checked it multiple times for any mistakes before hurriedly leaving.

Sadie urged the driver repeatedly and arrived at the agreed location in a rush, but she was still eleven minutes late.

Getting out of the taxi, Dahlia immediately came over with an umbrella and whispered, "Miss Roth, today is a special day. Micah is not in a good mood, so be careful!" "Oh?" Sadie felt even more uneasy upon hearing this. "What day is it today?"

"You'll find out later," Dahlia said softly. "No matter what, don't make him angry today."

frowned

quietly gazing at

late." Sadie apologized softly. "I took a taxi as soon as I received the call, but

look at

you angry?" Sadie asked

go?" Micah

replied candidly, "to

didn't know the secret of the heirloom, there was nothing she couldn't

anything, he

restaurant manager waiting nearby, pretending to be relaxed. "Why did you suddenly invite me out for

seemed to be the first time he

moment of silence, Micah

was stunned. She had no idea it was his birthday today, and

the cemetery," Micah swirled his highball glass, his gaze deep and his voice low,

shone on Micah's face, dim and mysterious, as if he had something on his

his mother