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

Chapter 1263 Compassion

Jessica slammed the door shut and hustled back to the guest room with Aurora.

Barbara just stood there, staring at the door like a deer in headlights, looking all kinds of freaked out. "Barbara, what's up?" the maid next to her asked, all curious.

"Damn it," Barbara muttered under her breath. She balled up her fists, eyes blazing with hate, but quickly got a grip and told the maid, "Mr. Louis is wasted. Go get him some hangover meds." "Got it," the maid said and scurried off.

Barbara was left alone outside the room. She glanced around, then pressed her ear to the door, trying to catch any sounds from inside. The room was pretty soundproof; she could hear Joe and Sadie talking but couldn't make out the words. Joe's voice sounded strained. Barbara was losing it, like a caged animal, scratching at the door, her heart in turmoil.

"Joe, you've had too much to drink," Sadie said, handing him another glass of water. "Drink up and chill for a bit."

mumbled. He slumped on the sofa, talking to Sadie

press conference. Dealing with those reporters was a nightmare. Then, I had to schmooze with the guests, toast them one by one, and make up excuses

at Joe, feeling all sorts of conflicted. Joe had always been this pure-hearted guy, never changing. Even now, he thought the two times they had sex were with Sadie. No matter how much Sadie pushed back, he still tried to keep the relationship

truth, who knows how

"Don't worry. I'll protect you. No matter what my parents say, I'm not canceling the wedding. You're mine, and I'll

looked at him, torn. She wanted to

hesitated, then said softly, "Today, my parents went to see Micah. They

hung his head, fists clenched

they went to make peace with him. Just 'cause he's got money, power, and connections, they ignore my feelings, scared he'll come after me. I can't help but wonder, do they really love me? If not, why do they always think of