Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 259 Life and death are determined by one's mood

"Why do you keep defending him?" Ronan challenged, his voice betraying his dissatisfaction. "Is he really that great in your eyes?" "He's alright, I guess."

Sadie didn't want to sing Micah's praises with him standing right there. However, truth be told, when considering the bigger picture, Micah clearly outshone Ronan

"You've changed," Ronan remarked bitterly, his heartache evident. "You used to never give yourself to someone for any reason. And now, for power and status, you just... You just..."

He trailed off, unable to finish his sentence as an image of Sadie and Micah intimately close flashed in his mind, stabbing at his heart like needles.

"Who wouldn't want a powerful king?" Sadie teased, poking at his pride. "Would you rather have a destitute and powerless man?"

Micah raised an eyebrow at her, a satisfied curve forming on his lips.

"You..." Ronan stared at her in utter disbelief as if the woman before him was a complete stranger.

"Just take care of yourself," Sadie said. She was no longer willing to continue the conversation and pulled Micah away with her.

"Sadie!" Ronan shouted, calling her name directly for the first time ever.

Sadie paused in her step but didn't look back, waiting for him to finish.

"I'll remember every word you said today..." Ronan was seething, gritting his teeth as he uttered each word. "You'll regret this. I promise you that!" Sadie walked away without a word.

Ronan grabbed a bottle of liquor from the table and smashed it onto the ground, the shattered glass mirroring the irreparable break in his feelings for Sadie.

...

Sadie quickened her pace, eager to leave the lounge and Ronan's world behind.

At that moment, the cherished tender feelings she had held in her heart were like broken glass, beyond mending.

Deep down, Sadie knew Arianna had orchestrated the meeting with Ronan to reveal his downfall, to utter wounding words, including the scene at the Citrus Bar, all contributing to the buildup.

All of it was to sever ties completely between Sadie and Ronan.

And now, she had gotten her wish.

Should she be secretly rejoicing?

But that didn't matter. What mattered was that Ronan, once enraged, would replace the strength to rise again.

And with Micah witnessing Sadie's cold stance towards Ronan, any lingering bitterness in his heart would be gone. This would ensured that he wouldn't make things difficult for Ronan anymore in the business world. "It's a complicated web you weave!" Micah exclaimed as they stepped out of the nightclub.

"What?" Sadie felt a flicker of unease inside.

"That was quite the performance!" Micah said, tossing his car keys as he walked toward his vehicle.

"I meant everything I said..." Sadie hurried to catch up, anxiously clarifying, "I had the wrong idea about you. But now that I think about it, you're pretty thorough with your work. Maybe the Sisson Project was doomed from the start. That's why

you

"

"You've got it all wrong!" Micah interrupted her, his voice indifferent. "The projects that come to me are the ones struggling to turn a profit. They come to me hoping I can flip them around.

"I could have given the Potter family a shot, but Ronan waned to play the saint and make a buck off me at the same time, which I replace repulsive. So, I decided to pull the plug.

"There's a bit of truth to what you said, though. When they put life-and-death decisions in my hands, I have the power to make or break them. It all depends on my mood!" With that, he pinched her chin and bit softly on her delicate lips. "It all depends on you!"

A tingling pain spread through her, reminding Sadie that her fate was in Micah's hands, too. His mood would decide her destiny.

And that mood hinged on her performance.