Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1359 Never Compare to Sadie

A glass vase came crashing down from above.

Micah's blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly covering half his face, and his once pristine white shirt quickly turned a haunting shade of crimson.

Sadie stared at him in shock, her eyes wide open, feeling as if the vase had struck her heart instead of his head. If Micah hadn't pushed her away in time, it would have been her lying there, bleeding. Masson was completely stunned, frozen in place.

"Mr. Clemens!" Andrew rushed over, helping Micah into the car. "Call Dahlia, quick!"

"Yes, sir." The attendant immediately made the call.

"Mr. Clemens, you..." Olivia started crying, her voice trembling. "Why did you do that?"

"I'm fine." Micah lowered his head, covering the wound. Despite his face turning pale from the pain, he calmly instructed, "Andrew, take Ms. Graham home."

Andrew answered, "Yes."

"Don't worry about these things right now." Olivia said, choking up, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Micah made a rejecting gesture and said, "Don't forget you still... just go back."

"But...you..." Olivia wanted to say something, but Micah had no intention of listening. Instead, he pointed at Sadie and forcefully commanded, "Get in the car with me." Sadie stood there like a statue, her face as pale as paper.

"Sadie," Masson finally reacted and nudged her.

"Ms. James, get in the car," Andrew urged, helping Micah into the vehicle.

Sadie, still dazed, followed under the escort of the attendants.

The car sped away, leaving Masson at the hotel entrance. He watched until the car disappeared from sight, then barked orders at the attendants. "Find out which room that vase fell from. Now." "Yes, sir." The attendant scurried off to investigate.

Another attendant hesitated but then said, "Mr. Clark, the Clemens Family's bodyguards are already investigating. This incident could attract media attention. Should we...?"

"Find out the truth first." Masson snapped, "Our hotel had a high-altitude falling object that injured someone. We should first replace the culprit and give Micah an explanation. Suppressing the news isn't the priority right now." The attendant bowed his head, muttering a quick, "Yes, sir," not daring to argue further.

Olivia, who had collected herself, looked over at Masson. "Ms. Graham, if you don't mind, I can have someone take you home?" Masson offered gracefully.

"My people will be here soon." Olivia politely declined, "But thank you, Mr. Clark!"

"You're welcome." Masson bowed apologetically, "You were frightened. I will definitely get to the bottom of this and give you and Mr. Clemens an explanation!" "Thank you," Olivia replied, bowing in return. Her ride arrived moments later, and her attendants hurried over to help her. "Ms. Graham, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Olivia said, climbing into the car. From the rearview mirror, she shot Masson one last glance and ordered her attendant, "Find out more about this man." "Yes." The attendant immediately went to handle it.

"Ms. Graham, what happened? Why is there so much blood on the ground? Where is Mr. Clemens?" another attendant asked.

"He got injured." Olivia said. The memory of Micah protecting Sadie, without a thought for himself, twisted in her heart. In his heart, her safety was more important than his own life. Olivia thought, 'If he loves Sadie so much, why does he still go on a date with me? Is his gentleness and grace toward me all fake?'

"Are you alright?" the attendant asked cautiously, "Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Shut up." Olivia frowned in annoyance. Her mind was in turmoil. No matter how perfect she was, it seemed she could never compare to Sadie. Could it be that she was really going to lose?