Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 208 The Other Boy from Back Then

"That bitch!" Leah lunged forward, slapping Sadie Roth hard across the face, seething with rage, "Dare to steal my man, and I'll kill you!!!"

As she tried to hit Sadie again, Kathleen held her back...

"We need solutions, not more problems," Kathleen whispered, trying to calm her down, "Pressuring her won't get us anywhere right now. How about we give her a couple of days?"

With her head cocked to the side and her cheek stinging from the slap, Sadie didn't retaliate. She just quietly took note of the debt she was owed.

Seething, Leah reluctantly agreed after listening to her mother: "Fine, you have two days. If you don't meet my demands within that time, I'm going public with your scandals. And if you think of complaining to Ronan, I'll send your kid's details to the press straight away."

"Got it."

...

After leaving the café, Sadie Roth was hounded by a swarm of reporters. She dashed through the streets, winding through alleys until she finally lost them.

She couldn't fathom why Leah White was still after her. After all the past harm that she had suffered and let slide, Leah showed no remorse and only intensified her cruelty...

Now, suspended from her job and her life in disarray...

Back at home, Sadie was nearly at breaking point, her phone ringing incessantly. It was Ronan Potter calling. Just the sight of his name brought on a headache. She immediately hung up and blocked the number. At last, a moment of peace... With her forehead burning, Sadie tried to rest on the couch, but her phone rang again-all from the media. Irritated, she blocked each number. Then, a familiar number popped up...

She froze at the sight. It was almost identical to Ronan Potter's, differing by just one digit. His ended in 9, this mysterious caller ended in 6.

Sadie Roth reminisced about her college years, how Arianna had been head-over-heels for Ronan Potter and even got herself a phone number that was strikingly similar to his... The phone rang, and Sadie answered, "Hello?"

"Sadie Roth, getting through to you is like trying to hail a cab in rush hour. It's Arianna."

Sure enough, that unmistakable voice.

"Hey there. What's up?" Sadie asked, ever the diplomat.

"Just hanging out. Someone's here to see you, though..."

With that, Arianna handed the phone off.

Soon after, a gentle voice came through, "Hey wild thing, you remember who this is?"

Sadie froze, dumbstruck, until snapping back to reality, "Mason!!!"

"Well, I'm relieved. I just made a bet with Arianna-if you forgot me, I was on the hook for her heels for a year..."

The boy's voice was warm with humor, as full of sunshine as it had always been.

"How could I forget..."

A wave of nostalgia hit Sadie. Besides her father and Ronan Potter, Mason had been the kindest man in her world. There was that one time at university-an accident-Mason had sacrificed a finger to save her...

She remembered seeing him lying in a pool of blood, her own body shaking with sobs.

Even in agony, pale and drenched in sweat, he managed a faint smile and joked, "Feeling guilty? Marry me if you do..."

Mason had vied with Ronan Potter for years, doing so much in his pursuit of Sadie.

Yet in the end, it was the refined and cultured Ronan who captured her heart; he was her first real crush, after all.

And Mason, he was more like a brother, or family.

When Sadie got engaged to Ronan, Mason left the country alone, cutting all ties.

"Are you free for a drink?" Mason's voice brought her back, soft as ever.

"Yeah," Sadie blurted out, then hesitated. Wouldn't the paparazzi swarm her wherever she went? Could she cause trouble for Mason? "Don't worry, I've got you covered. Give me a secure spot, and I'll pick you up."

Mason was always thorough and considerate.