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

Chapter 279 Deliberately Disgusting Her

Sadie glanced at Mr. Waters, feeling deeply insulted.

A bit older? Judging by his beer belly and the wrinkles on his face, he seemed about her father's age.

Amelia was playing a cunning game, pushing this older guy on her to eliminate her as a romantic rival. Was it necessary?

Sadie hadn't fought for attention or interfered with Amelia's flirtations with Micah. Why was Amelia targeting her?

Last time Amelia had deliberately made things difficult, stepping on her hand. Sadie didn't hold a grudge and even gave the check back to Victoria to help return it. And now, Amelia brought this older man just to disgust her? "Sadie looks quite young. How old is she?" Mr. Waters seemed quite intrigued, his gaze on Sadie taking on a new depth.

Sadie remained silent, struggling to keep her composure.

"Ms. Amelia sure knows how to joke." Victoria quickly jumped in to defuse the situation. "Our Sadie is just starting out, nowhere near a match for someone like Mr. Waters."

"How could she not be a match-"

"Weren't you the one who said you were starving?" Micah abruptly interjected, his voice cold, cutting off Amelia. "Why all the chatter?"

face stiffened in an instant; it was clear Micah was

After a morning of golf, you must be starving. Let's have lunch now," Mr. Waters

trying to engage Victoria and Andrew in casual conversation to ease the

took the head of the table, sipping red wine

with anger, her expression sour as

seated, yet leaving was not an option. Thus,

server poured Micah half a glass at Mr. Waters' gesture, then filled one for

not bad," Micah

well, let's all have a taste...

everyone. Just as it was Sadie's turn, a foot stealthily extended beneath the table, deliberately tripping Mr. Waters. He nearly lost his balance,

shrieked, jumping up in a

of her delicate, white bra became faintly visible, akin to a tender bud on the verge of blooming. "I'm very sorry!" Mr. Waters immediately apologized, grabbing a napkin

furrowed, his

stepped back. "I've got

asked with feigned concern, "Oh

was at a loss for words. She knew who had tripped him but dared not