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.

of dress was that..." Micah's voice trailed

would be tastefully decorated with lace or reveal only a modest amount of

fell silent, finally understanding the

his wife

she wasn't quite his wife

a spectacle of opulence, with grand crystal chandeliers

the air, mingling with the quiet conversations of elegantly

of all present. As someone respectfully greeted her, "Miss James!",

greeting her,

Someone walked

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

banquet. Having previously witnessed her fiery temper, many had been hesitant to approach her. Now, seeing her poised and graceful demeanor, they eagerly sought her company. The atmosphere in the

this Sadie? Wasn't she supposed to be dead? How is she

from a passing waiter, downing it in one gulp in an attempt to steady her

Miss James?" Two nearby businessmen whispered amongst

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