Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 175 Save Me

After hanging up the phone, Sadie Roth hesitated for a moment before deciding to call Micah Clemens...

She needed to get to the bottom of this. Was the so-called "suspicious package" actually sent by him?

At the same time, Micah Clemens had just arrived at Newark Airport, striding with his entourage toward the tarmac.

His phone started ringing. When he saw the caller ID, he paused, taken aback...

Sadie Roth always called the number for the bodyguard, she never dialed his personal line before.

He hadn't even shared this number with her. How did she suddenly make the call?

Was it because she suspected who he was, a deliberate test?

She must have glimpsed the tattoo at his lower back in the office today, prompting her later actions...

Clever girl, trying to play games with him.

Micah Clemens's lips curled into a smirk, and he rejected the call.

Hearing the dead tone on the other end, a chill went down Sadie Roth's spine. He actually didn't pick up. Could it really be him who sent the terror package?

No, it couldn't be.

He had no reason to do something like that.

Even if he was aware of the things she was hiding, he wouldn't resort to such a sinister method to scare the kids...

Maybe he didn't save her number and thought it was a call from a stranger, so he didn't answer?

With that thought, she hurriedly dialed the number saved as male escort. Regardless of whether it was Micah Clemens or not, she needed to replace her savior first...

She had a nagging feeling that whoever was behind the terror package might strike again...

But male escort didn't answer either.

Staring at the chaos in the corridor outside, Sadie Roth's heart was pounding with fear.

With trembling fingers, she sent a text to male escort: "male escort, please come save me..."

"Miss, everything's packed," Brenda announced, dragging a large suitcase out of the room. "I called Uncle, he'll pick us up in town."

"Good, I feel safer with them around," Sadie Roth replied hastily. "Let's hurry, I'll escort you out."

Sadie Roth rushed Brenda and the three children downstairs, fretting with a mother's worry: "Brenda, I put the bank card in your bag. There's a hundred thousand dollars in it, that should be enough for now. Be careful on the road and call me when you're home."

"I know," Brenda replied, her eyes misty. "Miss, come with us, I can't bear leaving you here alone."

"Mommy, come with us," the three children pleaded, tugging at Sadie Roth's hands.

"I can't leave just yet..."

Sadie Roth had a gnawing feeling they were there for her and feared that if she went along with them, her children would end up less safe...

"Be good, guys. Mommy will handle things here, and then I'll be back to take you to the countryside," she reassured them.

"Mommy, I don't want to be apart from you." Mia leaped into Sadie's embrace, her chubby little body shaking with sobs. "I'm scared I'll never see you again."

Hearing this, Noah and Nathan also began to sink into sadness.

Noah's eyes reddened as he fought back tears, clenching his jaw in an attempt to look tough.

Nathan pouted, his fists clenched tight, his eyes brimming with tears as he said, "Mommy, come with us. Nathan will protect you!"

"Mommy knows..." Sadie hugged her three children close, her voice choked with emotion, "Mommy knows you're brave, and with you guys, I'm not scared. I just need to stay and get to the bottom of this. Once it's settled, I'll come get you. You gotta trust Mommy, okay?"

Brenda silently wiped away tears, too fearful to speak further.

"Come on, time to get in the car!" Sadie hustled Brenda and the kids into the vehicle, handing money to Jorge, "Jorge, please, drive safely!"

"Don't worry, I've been behind the wheel for over a decade. We'll be fine," said Jorge, taking the cash with a cheerful grin. "Alright kids, let's hit the road!"

Sadie watched them drive away, tears filling her eyes as her children pressed their faces against the rear window, looking back at her tearfully, waving their little hands in goodbye.