Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1153 Returning the Shares

Sadie was spitting out every word with a nasty attitude, dripping with pure annoyance.

Andrew and Rylan, hanging around nearby, couldn't take it anymore. When had Micah ever been this low-key?

But Micah went even lower. "I just wanna hear your voice."

He didn't really know what he wanted to say; he just needed to hear her voice.

Didn't matter what she said, as long as he could feel her there, he'd replace the guts to keep going.

On the other end, Sadie went silent. If he'd said anything else mushy, she would've been pissed and ready to snap, but this? This made her heart hurt for some reason. She thought she could stay cool, but he got to her so easily. That heartache felt like a knife to the chest.

It was real, and it was intense.

Footsteps echoed outside, snapping Sadie back to reality. She coldly said, "Don't call me again."

After she hung up, Micah's hand dropped, and he slumped against the sofa, eyes slowly closing.

"Mr. Clemens!" Andrew and Rylan shouted.

Meanwhile, Sadie put down the phone and turned to Tristan, who had just walked in. She smiled. "Tristan!"

"Yeah." Tristan plopped down on the sofa, took the tea from the attendant, and sipped it slowly.

"Duke Louis and Joe already headed back. I just got back from the airport." Sadie looked at Tristan, concerned. "How's your injury?"

"Don't worry about it." Tristan frowned at her and ordered, "In the next few days, wrap up the wedding plans, then take the kids to Sunvale."

"Sunvale?" Sadie's eyes widened. "Why?"

"Just do it." Tristan said flatly, not wanting to explain.

Sadie felt even more uneasy. Tristan was definitely in some deep trouble. He wanted her in Sunvale to keep her safe and out of it.

"One more thing." Tristan looked at her, paused, and said, "I need the company shares back."

"Okay, when do we do the paperwork?" Sadie agreed without a second thought. She'd already decided to give the shares back to Tristan. She didn't want them, no matter what. "Tomorrow morning at ten." Tristan said seriously. "The legal team will be waiting for you at the company. Terry will take you there. Ignore what anyone says, just sign the papers and head home, got it?" "Got it." Sadie nodded, but she couldn't help asking, "Tristan, what's really going on? Can you tell me? Maybe I can help..."

"I'll handle it. Don't worry." Tristan cut her off. "Alright, go back."

"Tristan-" Sadie wanted to say more, but Tristan waved her off, so she lowered her head and left.

Terry escorted her downstairs and said quietly, "Mr. James left you some assets. They might not be as big as the James Group shares, but they're enough for you and the kids to live comfortably." "Is someone fighting for the shares?" Sadie asked cautiously.

Back then, Tristan had given her those shares to give her a strong identity in the business world.

She had refused, but he insisted they originally belonged to Eleanor. As her daughter, Sadie had the right to inherit them.

Someone as proud as him wouldn't take back something he gave away easily. But now he did. The only reason had to be that it was dangerous and would cause her trouble.

"You know the answer." Terry frowned and warned, "Mr. James cares about you. Just follow his instructions. Also, make sure to leave the country after handling these matters." "I want to stay and help him." Sadie frowned and said seriously. "I can't just walk away."

"You have to leave," Terry said quietly. "Not just leave, but take a few people with you for Mr. James."