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.

mind elsewhere. As she reached for a mug, her palm grazed the wound she'd forgotten

a crash, the mug plummeted

gazed down at the shards scattered across the tiles, her mood sinking even

okay?" A gentle voice

fellow secretary, no different in rank

grabbed this pineapple bun for a snack earlier and then remembered my diet. It seems

accepting the

pointing to

to run." Lucia dashed back to

deep breath, Sadie warmed another cup of milk, sat down, and started

Rylan began barking orders. "Shut down the elevators in ten minutes. No one gets

they must go down to the 66th floor to

tell her now." Lucia hurried to the break room. "Sadie, come with me. They're about to lock down

Sadie quickly set down her food, wiped her mouth,

"Today's press conference is crucial. Our security has taken comprehensive measures. Stay on the 66th

gratitude and pulled Lucia into