Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1045 The Last Meeting

Sadie was ready for this, showing no surprise. She just asked softly, "What about the kids?"

"Bring them back," Tristan replied, already expecting her question. "We'll leave in three days." With that, he hung up.

Sadie held the phone, staring out the window. After a moment, she told Annika, "Wrap up the Sapphire Depths project ASAP." "Yes," Annika nodded.

"I'm taking a nap. Don't disturb me unless it's urgent." Sadie dragged herself upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, and sat at her vanity to blow-dry her hair.

Looking in the mirror, she remembered Micah pointing a gun at her to save Raymond and Nick's last words before he died. Her feelings were a mess.

"You're a James, but you lack their decisiveness. You only have the Roth family's foolish kindness!"

Sadie agreed. If Edmond had been more decisive, he wouldn't have died. If she had been more decisive, Brenda wouldn't have been dragged into this, and she wouldn't have faced so many setbacks. Perhaps many of life's hardships are self-inflicted.

Her phone rang. It was Micah.

Sadie hung up and blocked his number. She never wanted to see anyone from the Clemens family again.

Micah listened to the beeping phone, his face grim. He turned to the emergency room where a life-saving operation was underway.

Raymond had collapsed from a heart attack after shooting Nick, so Micah rushed him to the hospital. The police knew Raymond had shot someone but didn't intervene at that critical moment.

Raymond had been in there for two hours with no news.

Dahlia came out once, cautiously saying, "Mr. Clemens, you need to be prepared. Mr. Raymond Clemens was already in poor health, and this incident may have worsened..." She paused, then softly added, "I suggest you bring the kids. Mr. Raymond Clemens would probably want to see them one last time."

That's why Micah called Sadie. He knew she didn't want to see him, hear his voice, or have any interaction with him. She might even wish never to see him again. But he had no choice.

"Mr. Clemens," Silas's weak voice came through. Having been shot twice, he was now extremely frail. He sat in a wheelchair, pushed by a bodyguard, looking very solemn.

"Silas," Micah hurried over. "You should rest."

"How can I sleep with Mr. Raymond Clemens in this condition?" Silas was deeply pained. "We shouldn't have saved Nick."

"There's no point in saying that now," Micah frowned. Though he thought Raymond had acted foolishly, he couldn't blame him now.

"Mr. Clemens, please replace a way to bring the kids to see Mr. Raymond Clemens one last time," Silas said, choking up. "This is probably his last wish. This incident has hit him too hard; let's let him pass away in peace." The last sentence was very tactful. It meant they couldn't let Raymond die with unfinished business.

"I understand," Micah felt distressed. "I'll get the kids right now."

"Talk to her nicely," Silas urged. "We owe her. It's normal for her to have resentment. If she scolds or says something, just bear with it. But don't start another conflict."

"I understand," Micah nodded, instructed Rylan to keep an eye on Raymond and Silas, and then hurried to Hillside Villa with Andrew and Rodolfo.