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

Chapter 694 Miss James Has a Bad Temper

In the midst of changing his attire, Micah's phone buzzed with an incoming text message. Dismissing it as another piece of spam, he paid it no mind.

"Mr. Clemens, our guests have arrived!" Andrew announced, a note of urgency in his voice.

"Already?" Micah responded, hastily slipping on his shoes. "My watch, Andrew."

"Ah, of course." Andrew promptly handed him the timepiece.

With swift efficiency, Micah prepared himself, Andrew trailing closely behind.

As they emerged from the villa, Micah's pace slowed, his demeanor shifting to one of calm and composure. He sauntered down the steps with an air of nonchalance.

Sadie, adorned in a white strapless evening gown, her long hair cascading down her back, and a diamond necklace gracing her neck, radiated an aura of divine nobility. She was a vision of ethereal beauty, leaving one breathless at the sight. Two maids swung open the car door, and as Sadie prepared to step in, Micah greeted her with a cool, collected tone. Sadie cast a glance back at him, a smile playing on her lips, before sliding gracefully into the vehicle without a word. "Mr. Clemens!" Andrew held the car door open.

With a furrowed brow and a displeased expression, Micah climbed into the car.

"Patience is key when pursuing a lady," Andrew advised, assuming Micah's mood was due to a romantic setback.

that..." Micah's voice trailed

dresses were strapless, they would be tastefully decorated with lace or reveal only

finally understanding the source of Micah's

no man would appreciate his wife

quite

opulence, with grand

mingling with the quiet conversations of

respectfully greeted

soon followed suit, warmly greeting her, "Good evening,

James, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Someone walked over and tried to

the gesture with a gracious smile, her elegance and charm captivating

Now, seeing her poised and graceful demeanor, they eagerly sought her company. The atmosphere in

stared in disbelief at the sight of Sadie. 'Isn't this Sadie? Wasn't she supposed to be dead? How is she

she snatched a glass of wine from a passing waiter, downing it in one gulp in an attempt to steady

Two nearby businessmen whispered

heard she is Tristan's sister, the second largest shareholder of the