Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 197 The Check

All night, Sadie Roth was plagued by nightmares. Upon awakening at dawn, she found herself bathed in sweat...

Her eyes shot open as she stared at the ceiling as her breaths came in frantic gasps...

It took a while to collect herself and recognize she was safe within the walls of her villa's bedroom before she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Feeling sticky and uncomfortable, she got up to shower, only noticing then that her fingers were cut and stung when water hit them.

She didn't dwell on it-probably a scrape from last night's escape.

After freshening up, she stepped out of her room to a knocking at the door, followed by Dahlia's voice, "Miss Roth, may I come in?" "Come in," she replied.

Dahlia entered, carrying a birdcage.

Inside, Coco lay quietly, timidly scanning these strange new surroundings...

Upon spotting Sadie Roth, Coco's demeanor instantly brightened, and despite its injured wing, it flapped excitedly, shrieking, "Mommy, mommy!"

"Coco!" Sadie rushed forward to open the cage.

Coco burst out and landed on Sadie's shoulder, nuzzling her cheek with its fuzzy little head.

"There, there," Sadie murmured, gently kissing it.

Coco snuggled into the nook of her neck like a child clinging to its mother.

"This little parrot's got soul," Dahlia remarked admiringly. "Adorable!"

Sadie stroked Coco's feathers. "How's the little one doing? Is the injury serious?"

"Just needs some rest. Change the dressing every other day and it'll be all better in about a month." Dahlia hung up the cage.

"I'm relieved," Sadie breathed out. "I owe Coco my life; I wouldn't have made it without him."

"About that..." Dahlia broached the topic lightly, "I've done some digging. The same people behind the VIC Group attack sent you those threatening packages. Don't worry, Andrew and I will handle everything." "Really?" Sadie was visibly shaken. "The ones targeting VIC Group are Mr. Clemens' business rivals-why would they want to kill me? I'm just a small, insignificant pest."

"You're far from a pest," Dahlia said pointedly, then swiftly changed the subject. "By the way, Micah Clemens has invited you for breakfast. You better get ready."

Before Sadie could respond, Dahlia had already nodded respectfully and exited the room.

As Sadie Roth reflected on last night's ordeal, she realized she had made a promise in a moment of desperation to save her life. Was Micah Clemens now going to force her to seal the deal? The thought sent her into a panic. God, if she actually signed that agreement, wouldn't she become his puppet?

"Mia, Mia!"

The sound of Coco's voice snapped Sadie out of her spiraling thoughts.

"Shh!" Sadie quickly hushed Coco with a whisper, "Coco, we're not at home. You need to be careful about what you say, alright? Don't mention... You know."

"Mia, Nathan, Noah..."

Coco seemed oblivious, continuing to piteously call out for the three kids, clearly missing them after two days apart.

"Coco..."

Sadie was about to instruct the pet further when the door suddenly swung open, and there was Micah Clemens, sauntering in, casual yet sharp in his leisure suit... "Why do you never knock?" Panic crept into Sadie's voice, fearing Coco might slip up and reveal the children's existence.

"This is my house," Micah settled himself on the sofa nonchalantly crossing his legs. "How'd you sleep last night?"

"Fine..." Sadie glanced at him timidly, venturing, "Mr. Clemens, thank you for saving me, but I should really get home."

"And to what home? You saw the state yours was in." Micah pulled out a checkbook, scribbled a figure, and handed it over. "Take this and buy yourself a house. Stop renting." "What?" Sadie was stunned. Had she heard him right? He was giving her money to buy a house??