Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 252 Father's Keepsakes

"I always thought I would be there to guide and protect you throughout your life. That, all you needed to do was to grow and thrive happily.

"But now, it seems I have to depart first, leaving you alone in this harsh world to brave the inevitable storms...

"I can almost envision the struggles you'll face without me.

"People out there will go to extreme lengths, using every trick in the book to get their hands on your wealth. Seems you're only safe when you have nothing left. "So, I didn't dodge the inevitable. Let them fight over the scraps for all I care—I don't have much left, anyway.

"But, I've left you a way out...

"There's a silver document holder with bank information inside. It's for a private account I set up for you in Switzerland.

"Ever since you turned 13, I'd deposit $10,000,000 per year, not once touching it, no matter how tough times got for the company.

"I've entrusted this account to someone reliable for management. By the time you read this, there should be at least $100,000,000 waiting for you.

"That sum will easily secure the rest of your life. I hope you'll live modestly, one day marry a man who truly loves you, and lead a simple life-that, too, is happiness.

"Of course, those are just my hopes. Your life's path may not unfold as smoothly as I wish. "And if you ever face an insurmountable crisis or danger, I've left you another lifeline... "Inside the silver document holder, you'll replace not only the bank details but also a black card. "On it is a phone number. If you're ever backed into a corner, call it, and say your mother's name.

"He'll show up without delay, ready to tackle any colossal problem you face!

"But remember, Sadie, only in dire straits, when you've hit rock bottom, should you make that call. Because once you do, a different life awaits you... "Remember this well!"

Finishing the letter, Sadie's emotions were tangled. She was suddenly aware of the many secrets her father held.

'What is this invincible family he spoke of? Did they have anything to do with his demise?

'Who is the mysterious person behind that phone number? Why would one call herald an entirely different life? 'And how could they solve any massive problem?'

Sadie was at a loss. It felt like the mythical door in fairy tales—the more forbidden it was, the more one was drawn to it. She opened the silver document holder and took out the black card with a phone number handwritten in golden letters. The number was international.

Sadie checked on her phone and found it to be from some Zone 9 country-easy to remember with the five nines in a row. She recited it a few times and memorized it. 'Who could that person be?' The question surfaced involuntarily in Sadie's mind, but she quickly pushed it away.

Sadie tucked the card and the bank details into her wallet and was about to look through photos in an album when her cell phone rang-it was a call from Micah. To receive his call now, at this place, filled Sadie with an inexplicable sense of apprehension, almost reluctance.

However, she still answered the call. "Hello?"

"I need to see you," Micah commanded with his usual domineering assertiveness. "Now. Right away!" "I'm out in the suburbs..."

"Just give me the address. I'll send someone to pick you up." Micah left no room for her to resist.

Sadie wanted to say she wasn't in the mood and that she didn't want to see him, but she was all too aware of the consequences any defiance might bring. Taking a deep breath, she tried to keep her voice soft. "It's okay, going there and back will take time. I'll grab a cab instead. Are you at home?"

"Out. I'll text you the address," he said.

"Alright," Sadie replied, getting ready to hang up.

"30 minutes!" Micah added before abruptly ending the call.