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

Chapter 382 The Perfect Match

"You've asked that many times already." Sadie frowned deeply.

"Answer the question," Micah pressed again.

"No." Sadie coldly averted her gaze. She couldn't let him take her children, couldn't let them live with this erratic tyrant......

"Good, very good!" This time, Micah seemed calm. He chuckled, nodded, downed his drink, and then commanded, "You can leave now."

Sadie stood up and left without a moment's hesitation.

Micah lifted his gaze only once the inky doors clicked shut, his eyes lingering on their sealed frame as a mocking sneer curled at his lips. How foolish to even harbor a glimmer of hope...

The office was eerily quiet, apart from Lucia at the reception desk. Her coworkers were nowhere in sight.

Half an hour to go before the press conference, everyone must be busy prepping.

with no appetite to speak of, drifted into the break room and warmed up some milk, her mind elsewhere. As she reached for a mug, her palm grazed the wound she'd forgotten about, and she recoiled

crash, the mug plummeted

scattered across the tiles,

gentle

Lucia, a fellow secretary, no different in

diet. It seems like a waste to toss

accepting the gesture

beneath the cabinet," Lucia chirped bubbly, pointing to the cupboard under the microwave. "Hang in

to run." Lucia dashed back

Sadie warmed another cup of milk, sat down, and

of security guards filled the area. Soon after, Rylan began barking orders. "Shut down the elevators in ten minutes. No one

that they must go down to the 66th floor

now." Lucia hurried to the

food, wiped

Rylan nodded slightly in a gesture of acknowledgment and reminded, "Today's press conference is crucial. Our security has taken comprehensive measures. Stay on the

Sadie expressed her gratitude and pulled Lucia