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

Chapter 344 An Ungrateful Soul

"I noticed," Mason replied with a slight smile. "I was speaking with the kindergarten teachers downstairs a while ago. Seems like there's another version of the story." "Hmm?" Sadie frowned, feeling perplexed herself.

"Whatsoever," Mason changed the subject of conversation, "as long as you and the kids are safe, it's the only thing that matters."

"Yes." Sadie didn't want to dig any deeper. No matter what the truth was, she knew she couldn't stand against it. Now her priority was to ensure her children's safety. All the other things could wait. "I'm leaving. Take care of yourself," Mason said with a deep gaze at her face before walking away. He paused at the elevator entrance, turning back to her. "Sadie, you always have another choice." "What do you mean?" Sadie didn't understand his implications.

"There are people who can protect you if things get too tough," Mason said with a meaningful tone. "Just think about it."

He stepped into the elevator.

Frowning in confusion, Sadie closed the door. As she turned around, her father's last will popped into her mind.

Her father had mentioned that in a dire situation, she could call a number from state M. No matter the trouble, that person would solve it for her!

could she have

in the will, advising her not to contact that person unless absolutely necessary. Doing

probably hinting at this person. It seemed he knew

her head, telling herself not to dwell on it. For now, she needed to tackle the immediate problems. Back in her room, she changed into

...

residence, Micah sat on the balcony in his robe, staring

Bell from the kindergarten have

two minutes, then left. He didn't enter the house. I think he understands the consequences now and won't bother Miss Roth again." "Hmm," Micah grunted, taking another drink before commanding. "Make sure Grandpa Clemens doesn't find out the children's

added. "But once those kids reach out to Mr. Clemens by themselves, it'll be out

would hate it for Grandpa Clemens to find out she's the mother of the

relieved. "It's getting late. You should

waved him off, and Andrew bowed his

continued to drink, his eyes fixed

calls,