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

Chapter 1267 We All Have Our Tactics

Seeing the video, Amanda shut her eyes, feeling the weight of the mess they were in.

Joe hit the ground, totally wrecked, mumbling, "No wonder Sadie was all fired up at night, so different from the day... turns out..."

"Last time at Grapetown Heights, I crashed on the couch, and later, someone moved me to the bed. The marks on my body..." Sadie shot a look at Barbara and sneered, "Were they from you?"

"No way!" Amanda cut in, giving Barbara a knowing look. "Even if it was her those two times, it definitely wasn't at Grapetown Heights. We all saw you with Joe." Barbara hung her head, too scared to say a word.

"I've got more proof," Sadie said, cool as a cucumber. "Last time at Grapetown Heights, after I dozed off, you stashed me in the closet. Your toenail hit the closet, and the red nail polish got scraped off. I've already had someone test it. The DNA results are coming soon."

"What nail polish?" Amanda still wouldn't budge. "Even if there was, it was from her cleaning."

other stuff." Sadie stared hard at Barbara. "Should I bring it out, or will you

straight, defiance in her eyes. "Yeah, it was me. All three times, it was me

Barbara, totally floored. "It wasn't you. How could it be you? It was

you. More than anyone else." "Shut up." Joe yanked his hand away, shouting, "You

Joe bolted from the room,

Joe..." Barbara cried, trying to chase him, but

spat, eyes blazing. "Drag her to the basement. No one lets

grabbed Barbara, dragging her out as she begged, "Duchess Louis, please, let me stay

hissed, kicking her away. "You're not even fit to be a servant. I never want to see you

and cried, "Duchess Louis, Duchess Louis, please, for my father's sake,