Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1289 Rely on Yourself

Craig was just taking advantage of the James Group's mess. Sadie was stuck with a few kids and some female bodyguards, making it tough to handle the project, so he made things hard for her on purpose. If this was the old Sadie, she would've fought him tooth and nail.

But things had changed. The James Group was in chaos, Tristan's fate was up in the air, and she had to protect the kids. Getting into a business fight now could spell disaster. If the kids got caught up in it, she'd never forgive herself. Plus, she didn't want to keep fighting with the Louis family. No matter what, she still felt she owed Joe.

Micah had a point, though. Giving up now would be like burning her own bridges.

If Tristan bounced back, it would still hurt his reputation.

When she first invested in this project, it was under the James Group's name.

If she got kicked out now and word got out, the media would have a field day with the James Group.

With Tristan's fate uncertain and rumors flying, she couldn't add to his troubles.

Thinking this over, Sadie turned and asked, "Got any good ideas?"

"Such an easy problem. Do you really need to ask?" Micah said, raising an eyebrow. "The key here is me. As long as I don't sign, they can't boot you from the project, so..." He leaned in close, whispering in her ear, "You should be making me happy, and maybe..."

"Mr. Clemens, are you suggesting I should please you?" Sadie cut him off coldly. "The James family hasn't sunk that low yet!"

"That's no fun." Micah frowned. "Haven't you had enough of me? You made me work at the Night Club for two months to pay off my debt."

Sadie was momentarily speechless.

"One should be flexible," Micah said. "Besides, we're on the same team. You won't lose out."

"You underestimate me," Sadie snapped. "I can handle this myself."

"Really?" Micah raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "I'll be watching!"

Sadie shot him a glare, then turned to look out the window, not wanting to argue anymore.

Micah watched her, a faint smile on his lips.

After a three-hour drive, they finally got to Hubert's place.

Back in Newark, Hubert found a quiet little courtyard to live in. It belonged to one of his students who worked in the city, so the house was usually empty. When the student heard Hubert was coming, they fixed it up for him. As the car pulled into the courtyard, Paula rushed out. She was wary at first but broke into a smile when she saw Sadie. "Sadie!"

"Paula!" Sadie hugged her, laughing. "How's everyone doing?"

"We're okay, but Mr. Henry..." Paula's voice turned sad. "He got sick after we got back and hasn't gotten better. He's been really out of it lately."

"How did this happen?" Sadie's face fell, and she turned to Annika. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Ms. James..." Annika stammered.

"Sadie, don't be mad. Mr. Henry didn't want Annika to tell you," Paula explained quickly. "He misses you a lot. You should go see him." "Alright." Sadie hurried inside, with Annika right behind her.

Micah stayed by the car, smoking. Andrew waited nearby but didn't go in either.

Paula called out a greeting and then went inside.