Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 182 My Person

"Clearly." Micah Clemens sympathetically regarded her. "Your father was a figure in his own right, and you didn't inherit his savvy? You can't even see through this simple deceit?" "I have to get to the bottom of this..."

Sadie Roth clenched her fists. Being swindled was one thing, but now she suspected there was more to her father's death.

"Good luck with that," Micah Clemens said, standing up to leave.

"Hey!" Sadie Roth stopped him. "Can't you help me?"

"You're not one of mine, why should I help you?" Micah Clemens was blunt. "If you were, I'd take on the world for you!"

"Pfft!" Sadie Roth shot back insolently. "I'll get a lawyer to check into it."

"Suit yourself." Micah Clemens turned to leave, nonchalantly adding, "But remember, by 9:30 tomorrow night, if you haven't gotten that necklace back, You'll have no choice but to come to me!"

...

In a sudden rush of panic, Sadie Roth remembered the debt settlement agreement. The deadline was tomorrow at 9:30 PM.

What now? The necklace was with Leah White in Bordeaux... There was no way she'd get it back in time...

Tossing and turning, Sadie Roth lay awake throughout the night, her mind racing with thoughts of the eerie courier, Micah Clemens and his male escort facade, and the unresolved issues with her father. It felt like her head was about to explode.

She shook her head in an attempt to clear it, silently urging herself to take things step by step for now...

It was nearly dawn when Sadie finally succumbed to a restless sleep, only to be jolted awake shortly after by the insistent ringing of her phone. Groggily, she answered, and Leah White's furious voice erupted from the other end: "Sadie Roth, you homewrecker, look what you've done! Because of you, Ronan wants to divorce me!!!"

With virtually no sleep, those initial harsh words left Sadie struggling to grasp reality.

"It was your child who lost my bracelet, you're too broke to pay up, so you offered your necklace as collateral. Now you go whining to my husband? He just called me, demanding I return the necklace or else he's divorcing me..." "Let me speak."

Then Kathleen's rage-filled voice came through: "Sadie Roth, the agreement was clear, signed in front of witnesses-two, no less. It's not like we forced you. And yet, you go blabbering nonsensically to Ronan." "You're quite something, playing the innocent angel while you're nothing but a cunning snake. You think you can seduce Ronan? Trust me, he'll never take the likes of you seriously..."

"Had enough?" Sadie couldn't listen any longer, she interrupted with an irritated snap. "You had seven days to exchange the bracelet for the necklace, and instead, you left the country wearing it, blatantly stalling." "I can go wherever I want, are you trying to restrict my freedom now...?"

"Then don't bother coming back." Sadie cut off Leah White mid-sentence, provoking her on purpose, "Ronan's arranged to meet with me tonight to catch up..."

"You wouldn't dare..."

"Don't worry, while you're gone, I'll take good care of Ronan."

With that final taunt, Sadie hung up the phone.

She would have to teach that despicable mother-daughter duo a lesson in their assumption that she could be manipulated at will.

Just as these thoughts crossed her mind, her phone rang again. It was Ronan Potter on the line...

"Hello?"

"Sadie, I've told Leah White to come back to Newark immediately to give you the necklace."

"Weren't they supposed to enjoy a ten-day trip to Bordeaux? What's the sudden rush?"

"I was really worried that Mr. Clemens was giving you a hard time, so I went to speak to him myself," I explained, my voice tinged with concern. "He mentioned you guys have a three-day deadline, and it's up tonight at nine..." Ronan Potter's voice was edged with anxiety, "Don't worry, Leah White's got her return flight booked. She lands at Newark by eight. I'll be at the airport waiting to pick up the necklace and get it back to you."