Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1396 Answering the Phone

"That's a relief," Sadie finally let out a breath, feeling the tension ease from her shoulders.

If Annika hadn't pulled through, Sadie knew she'd never forgive herself.

After everything they'd been through, Sadie, Annika, and Arya were like sisters.

Everyone she cared about-Edmond, Brenda, Tristan-had left one by one. She couldn't handle losing anyone else.

"Can I go in and see her?" Andrew asked quickly.

"Yes, but you need to put on a germ isolation suit," the doctor reminded him. "Also, since this involves a gunshot wound, we've already called the police. They'll be here soon, and you'll need to cooperate with their investigation." Andrew was momentarily taken aback but then nodded, "Okay, of course."

"Thank you." The doctor sighed in relief. He'd been worried Andrew and the others might cause trouble, but they were so cooperative that it seemed they weren't bad people.

Sadie also wanted to see Annika, but she knew Annika needed Andrew more right now. So, she waited outside.

"Ms. James, have some water," Oliver appeared, offering her a cup.

"Thanks," Sadie replied, then asked, "Why are you here?"

"A few days ago, when you went missing, Andrew got worried something bad had happened to you. He sent us to replace you. When we couldn't, he came himself," Oliver explained briefly. "Did Andrew send you, or was it Micah?" Sadie asked, puzzled.

"Andrew," Oliver replied quickly, but then hesitated. "Mr. Clemens, he..."

Before Oliver could finish, Ethan gave him a subtle nudge, silencing him immediately.

"What happened to Micah?" Alarm bells went off in Sadie's mind. "Did his wound get worse?"

Oliver looked down, avoiding her gaze. Ethan and the others were also conspicuously quiet.

"Give me your phone," Sadie demanded. Her and Annika's phones had been discarded by Joe's men, cutting off their contact with Micah.

Reluctantly, Oliver handed her the phone. Sadie dialed Micah's number, her fingers trembling.

The phone rang endlessly without an answer, heightening her anxiety. She redialed, heart pounding.

Finally, someone picked up, but it wasn't Micah. A pleasant female voice spoke, "Hello?"

Sadie froze for a moment before recognizing the voice. "Olivia?"

"Sadie?" Olivia sounded surprised. "Do you need something?"

"Where's Micah?" Sadie asked, struggling to keep her voice steady.

"He's not available right now," Olivia responded coolly. "If you have something to say, you can tell me, and I'll pass it on."

"Never mind." Sadie hung up, frustration boiling over.

Why would Micah's phone be with Olivia? It was already past midnight; why were they together at this hour?

And since Sadie had called from Oliver's phone, Olivia couldn't have intentionally answered to spite her.

What did this mean? The more Sadie thought about it, the more uneasy and angry she became.

Countless intimate scenes between Micah and Olivia flashed through her mind. Thinking of them now lying in bed together, she felt a burning rage in her heart.

"Ms. James," Andrew emerged from the emergency room, breaking her thoughts. "You should get some rest. I have to coordinate with the police for the investigation. Also, if Annika's condition stabilizes by tomorrow morning, we can arrange for a medical plane to take her back to Newark."

"Okay, thank you," Sadie nodded, trying to regain her composure. "You take care of the police; I'll stay with Annika."

"Alright," Andrew replied before hurrying off.