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

Chapter 294 Grandpa Clemens

Panic surged through Sadie as she blurted out, "No, it's not like that! Mason's innocent! There's nothing going on between us..."

"If we hadn't walked in on you two in time, you'd probably be all over each other by now, wouldn't you?" Micah sneered, his hand smacking Sadie's swollen cheek. He had misunderstood, thinking she was referring to the incident moments before.

"No," Sadie shook her head frantically, trying to explain, "Mason isn't really—"

Before she could finish, urgent rapping at the door cut her off. Then Andrew's voice echoed. "Mr. Clemens, Your grandfather is here!"

"Got it." Micah frowned, acknowledging him. He then squeezed Sadie's cheek, his warning serious. "Sadie, this is your last warning. Don't push me!"

Sadie looked at him terrified, not daring to utter a word.

"Maybe I can't bring myself to hurt you." Micah squinted, his threat chilling. "But your friends and family, including those three kids, they'll pay for your foolishness!"

her head

be a good girl!" Micah scooped her up onto the couch, draping his jacket over her, before turning and walking to the door, instructing, "Send for Dahlia!" "Yes!" Andrew glanced at

the couch, from both pain and

dread. She was scared out of her wits, debating whether to tell

the kids were his, would Mason and the children

how could children grow up healthy with such

Dahlia entered with a medical kit in hand. "Miss Roth, are you injured?" "Dr-Ah!" As Sadie attempted to sit up,

approached to examine her. "You haven't broken anything, but you should still get an X-ray just to be safe. I'll arrange

about Mason's injury. He had always been frail, and she feared the punch he took

on butting heads with Mr. Clemens? It's not good for you or

for help to take Sadie to

wheelchair, carefully helping Sadie into it