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

Chapter 295 An Alliance at Nightfall

Hope reignited in Sadie's heart; she had finally found someone who could influence Micah. She wondered if pleading with Micah's grandfather would grant her freedom.

"Mr. Clemens Sr.'s temper is even more unpredictable than Mr. Clemens'," Dahlia said, seeing right through Sadie's thoughts. "Miss Roth, I'd advise you to keep your distance from him." Sadie was at a loss for words. She should have realized that if Micah was so cruel and twisted, his grandfather was unlikely to be any more congenial.

"Careful!" Dahlia directed the medical team as they lifted Sadie onto the ambulance stretcher.

Lying there, Sadie let out a resigned sigh. She realized she might just have to wait until Micah grew tired of her and let her go.

While she was lost in thought, her phone chimed with a message. It was from Serena.

Serena: [Thank you so much, Sadie. With your help, I've been offered a position at a major company with great pay. Vicky even gave me a bonus for medical expenses.] Sadie: [Congratulations, keep it up!]

Sadie felt a measure of solace in her heart; her biggest takeaway from today's event was probably the help she gave to Serena.

the music from the banquet hall faded into the

continued unaffected by Sadie's departure. A character as inconsequential and detestable as

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an air of tension and gravity over the

rows, respectfully greeting and bowing to Micah's grandfather as he entered. With a slight nod, he swept his gaze over the crowd and proceeded directly towards the back of the hall. Amelia stayed close by his side, tenderly holding his hand with the care and closeness of a

Micah appeared detached, quietly following along

guests began buzzing with excitement. Given the current situation, an alliance between the

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examinations at the hospital to confirm that no bones were broken, though her lumbar strain couldn't

sending

helped her onto the bed to lie face down. Sadie was eager for a bath, yet her wishes were vetoed by Dahlia, who insisted no water that evening. A maid wiped her down instead, as Dahlia instructed

pang, she gritted

injuries seemed never-ending. She couldn't help but wonder what childhood shadows had shaped his violent temperament. How she longed to be free from

Sadie clutched her pillow, drifting off amidst a