Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 190 The Dangerous Man

Micah Clemens shrugged noncommittally, pouring himself half a glass of chilled liquor and sipped slowly.

"Why are you doing this?" Sadie was close to the breaking point, "Do you have some grudge against my father? Is that why you're toying with me?"

At that accusation, Micah stilled, lifting his gaze to meet hers, "What has someone been saying to you?"

"Feeling guilty?" Sadie pressed, her voice filled with agitation, "Is my father's company bankruptcy somehow tied to you?"

She ventured the one question that burned within her, risky as it was, she had no other play in her hand. She didn't have the means to investigate him on her own, and blunt directness seemed her only card left. "Who told you?" Micah Clemens's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"By asking that, are you saying it's true?" Sadie Roth didn't want to face the reality, but his reaction almost confirmed her suspicions.

"Ronan Potter?" Instead of answering, Micah Clemens threw the name back at her.

"He has nothing to do with it." Sadie was quick to absolve Ronan Potter, desperate to clear his name, "Tell me, is it true that you ruthlessly took over my father's company, leading to the collapse of the Roth Group?"

"Interesting." Micah swirled his glass thoughtfully. "He was groveling at my feet, ready to beg for mercy, and I was almost inclined to let him off. But he dared cross me, and now, it's a dead end for him!" Without warning, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number, "Put the Ssi Project on hold."

"No, wait..." She tried to intervene, but Micah Clemens had already ended the call. Sadie hurried to clarify, "This has nothing to do with him. He's not involved."

"Does it upset you?" Micah Clemens's lips twisted into a mocking smile as he watched her, "How about we make a bet?"

"What do you mean? What are you planning?" Panic swelled within Sadie Roth as she found this man before her increasingly intimidating.

Micah leisurely lit a cigar just as another call came through, "Micah Clemens, Ronan Potter is outside on the greenway, says he's got something for you."

"Let him in," Micah Clemens commanded generously.

"Yes, sir."

After ending the call, his gaze lifted to meet hers, "So, what do you say? Shall we bet?"

"What are you up to?" An ominous feeling churned in Sadie's gut.

"You'll replace out soon enough." Micah Clemens's eyes trailed her figure, now partially concealed, "Go freshen up in the bathroom."

That's when Sadie realized the extent to which her clothes were clinging to her drenched body, still dripping with water. As she planned to retreat to her room to tidy herself up, the sound of a car alerted her to Ronan Potter's arrival. In her confusion, she hurried into the bathroom of Micah Clemens's room...

As she was still fixing herself up, Ronan Potter's groveling voice reached her ears, "Mr. Clemens, here's the ruby necklace. I'm sorry, my wife has been foolish and offended you. Please accept my apology on her behalf."

" Why are you standing outside? Come in and sit down," Micah Clemens offered with a veneer of civility.

"Thanks." Ronan Potter stepped inside.

"Out now!" Micah Clemens hollered into the bathroom.

Sadie Roth shivered, an icy knot of fear coiling in her stomach, but she steeled herself and emerged.

Her hair was still damp, and she was swathed in an oversized robe that clearly wasn't hers...

Ronan Potter paused, his gaze on her was a tangled web of shock, heartache, and disappointment...

"I brought this over especially for you, aren't you going to say thanks?"

Micah Clemens, with a cigar pinched between his fingers, pointed at Ronan Potter.

Frowning deeply and saying nothing, Sadie Roth knew Ronan had gotten it wrong.

Their relationship was such that no explanations were really necessary; yet, Sadie still felt suffocated by the deliberate setup.

"Mr. Clemens, would you mind checking the necklace? If everything's in order, I'll take my leave..."

As Ronan Potter spoke, his phone buzzed with a text message. Glancing at it, he blanched and asked hastily, "Mr. Clemens, why have you suddenly suspended my project?"