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

Chapter 675 Two Years Later, The Return of the King

In the heart of country E, nestled within the confines of the James family estate, Mr. L had exhausted every resource and consulted countless physicians before finally assembling the right medical team to treat Sadie. After three grueling months of intensive treatment, the poison that had once coursed through Sadie's veins was finally eradicated.

However, the aftermath of the treatment, coupled with psychological trauma, had left Sadie with a severe affliction - amnesia.

She had lost all recollection of her adult life, retaining only the memories of her parents and the blissful innocence of her childhood. Moreover, the onset of a thunderstorm would trigger debilitating headaches.

Despite these setbacks, Mr. L remained undeterred; everything would begin anew. He enlisted a team of professionals to guide Sadie, teaching her as one would a child, instilling in her a myriad of skills and business acumen with the intention of molding her into a bona fide member of the James family.

Two years later...

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over the years, emerging as the leading city in the domestic economy. Every available space had been developed, leaving virtually no vacant land. The Atlantic coastline was the sole exception, becoming

of this land, numerous groups had come to vie

auction was in full swing, with each bid more aggressive than the last. The VIC Group, although arriving ten minutes late, instantly became the cynosure of the event. As the bidding escalated, the

directive, Chloe raised her sign and

had been incrementing by $50 million, maintaining a tense atmosphere. Chloe's audacious

family, renowned for their wealth and influence, were simply unmatched. The businessman who had previously bid cast a regretful glance at the auction platform and the VIC Group before reluctantly withdrawing. The auctioneer's voice rang out, "25 billion dollars going once! 25 billion dollars going twice!

a chilling voice interjected, "30

crowd, making way for a figure exuding an icy allure.

gasped, "Isn't that Miss Roth?" Ryan,