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

Chapter 273 A Rival's Insult

Just as Sadie was about to knock, the door swung open, and Andrew stepped out, bumping into her. Caught off guard, he stumbled, "Sadie..." He almost said something else, then abruptly changed it to, "Need something?"

"Victoria asked me to come and clean up."

Sadie's eyes glanced past Andrew's shoulder, peering inside.

Micah sat on the couch, his back turned to her. Nearby, Amelia leaned in with a radiant smile, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

The unmistakable closeness and intimate gestures made Sadie's chest tighten, prompting her to avert her gaze and lower her head.

"I'll just come back later then if it's inconvenient," she said as she turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" a pleasant feminine voice called out.

Andrew briefly shut his eyes, his frustration evident.

"Andrew, I accidentally spilled some wine. Could you let her in to clean it up for us?" Amelia's tone was polite but commanding as she made her request to Andrew.

looked at Sadie, unsure

of seconds for Micah

she gathered her

moved aside, putting some distance between herself and Micah. Still, they sat side by side on the couch, close together. The wine had spilled

approached, knelt down, and began to dab at the wine stains on the table with

and half-jokingly commented to Micah, "The secretaries at

plain clothes, Sadie possessed an undeniable charm that

was natural, innate there was an

alright," Micah

did you

added, her tone carrying a lightness that appeared careless but harbored a clear undertone

a brief moment, Sadie's movement paused, suppressing her anger. She chose silence and continued with

the tip of her stiletto at a

Getting closer would mean practically kneeling before Amelia to clean it

raised eyebrows conveying disdain. "Didn't see it, or you don't feel like

hand tensed, and she clutched her cloth. Professionally, she couldn't retaliate, but personally,

silent, displaying

of the moment weighed heavily on Sadie's