Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1200 Assure Him

"Shut up, just zip it," Joe snapped, chucking his glass across the room.

Barbara flinched and quickly got down to clean up, making sure to stick her hips out toward Joe, moving in a way that was hard to ignore. Joe was caught off guard for a second but then shook it off, rubbing his forehead and grumbling, "Get out!"

"Joe..." Barbara started, her voice all sweet and sugary.

"I said get out!" Joe cut her off, ice-cold.

Joe was fuming; it was the first time he'd ever blown up at Barbara.

Barbara, scared out of her wits, grabbed the tray and bolted.

Just then, Amanda was coming up the stairs and saw Barbara rushing out of Joe's room, looking all flustered. She asked, "What happened?"

"Joe's drinking," Barbara said, eyes red and teary. "I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen and got all mad."

"Why's he drinking when nothing's even happened?" Amanda was ticked off.

Barbara glanced around nervously and whispered, "He probably heard some bad news that got to him."

"What news?" Amanda asked right away.

Barbara leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Joe heard Ms. James call Micah 'honey' on the phone. She also told the kids that she and Joe are just friends and won't get married, so Joe..."

"That's insane!" Amanda fumed. She was livid. She knew Sadie didn't have feelings for Joe, but she didn't think Sadie would treat him like dirt, totally ignoring his feelings. Was she getting cocky because Micah was coming? "Duchess Louis, please go talk to Joe," Barbara said, worried. "But don't bring up that stuff again; he's really hurt."

Amanda stormed over and pushed open Joe's door, seeing him drinking alone on the couch. She was furious, yelling, "What the hell are you doing?" "Mom, why are you here?" Joe mumbled, looking miserable.

"Does drinking help?" Amanda snatched the glass from him and snapped, "Your father and I are so proud. How did we end up with such a useless son?" "What did I do?" Joe was confused. "I'm just having a drink."

"Micah is coming. You need to get your act together and show some backbone."

Amanda scolded, "Your engagement to Sadie is out there. She's your fiancée now. You have the right to tell her what you want. If you don't want her to see Micah, just say it. What good does it do to drink alone here?" "I don't want to force her," Joe said bitterly. "Besides, I can't stop her. Even if I could stop Sadie, I can't stop Micah."

"You..." Amanda was at a loss for words. Joe was drunk, but he still made sense.

"Don't worry, this marriage will happen," Amanda reassured him. "I promise you, you and Sadie will have a successful wedding!"

"Really?" Joe perked up but then quickly calmed down, muttering, "How can you guarantee that?"

"If I say it will, it will," Amanda said firmly. "But you have to listen and stop drinking. Get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow, be in good spirits and happily watch the magic show with the kids."

Joe thought Amanda wanted him to spend time with the kids to win Sadie's favor, so he didn't think much of it and nodded, "Okay, I get it."

"Help Joe with his bath," Amanda instructed.

"Yes," a maid answered respectfully.

Amanda comforted Joe and left the room with a sigh. She had her doubts before, but seeing Joe like this, she was more determined than ever. She had to make this marriage happen.