Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 291 The Mysterious Young Man

Micah said nothing and walked away.

When the piece was over, Sadie stood to take a bow, turning to thank the young man, but he had vanished.

Feeling a twinge of loss, she couldn't linger-amidst the applause, she hurried off to replace Serena in the earlier box.

"Sadie, you're back!" Serena had been waiting eagerly at the door. Seeing Sadie, she burst with excitement. "I heard your playing-absolutely incredible!" "It's been so long since I played," Sadie replied with a smile. "Let's change our clothes."

"Mm-hmm," Serena said, leading Sadie behind a folding screen to change clothes.

A knock sounded from outside, followed by Vicky's voice, "Serena, some guests are here to see you. Hurry up and get changed; I'll come to get you shortly." Vicky's tone had softened, a stark contrast to her former sharpness.

Serena panicked upon hearing this and whispered to Sadie, "What do I do?"

"Just go," Sadie suggested as she slipped off her white dress and handed it to Serena. "Put it on, along with the veil, and act like you were just finishing a performance."

"Is that okay?" Serena hesitated. "Isn't that like pretending to be you?"

"I was pretending to be you in the first place," Sadie said with a smile, slipping into her own outfit and grabbing her purse, ready to leave.

"Sadie..." Serena said, pulling at her arm, "Can we exchange numbers? I would love to repay your kindness when I get the chance."

"Sure," Sadie obliged, and they quickly exchanged numbers before she hurried off.

Once outside, where no one was around, Sadie breathed a sigh of relief. She was back in her revealing dress, sensual and alluring-a far cry from her earlier innocent stage persona. "Sadie!" A familiar voice reached her ears, and she turned to see Mason.

"Mason, what are you doing here?" Sadie glanced around, worried about being seen.

"I've been looking all over for you," Mason said, striding toward her. "We need to talk."

"Is something wrong?" Sadie kept her distance on purpose.

"Come with me." Mason pulled her into a small private room and closed the door behind them.

"Why did you bring me here? What if someone sees us..."

"Who are you afraid of? Micah?" Mason frowned, eyeing Sadie. "Did he make you wear this?"

"Mind your own business." Sadie tried to dodge him, eager to leave. "I need to go."

"Why? There's nothing for you outside."

Mason pushed her onto an armchair, his hands propped on the armrests, cornering Sadie with the kind of dominance Micah was fond of.

Aside from the fact that while Micah's presence was akin to a lion, Mason's resembled an elegant arctic fox!

"Mason, what are you doing?" Sadie was surprised; she didn't expect Mason to show such assertiveness.

"Sadie, I respect your choices, but I refuse to watch you demean yourself!" Mason's voice held a note of exasperation. "I just don't get it. Why do you let him control you? Does he have something on you? Tell me, and I'll help you sort it out." "It's not..." Sadie struggled to replace the words to explain.

"Why the hell?" Mason tugged at her dress. "Look at what you're wearing. It's just "

He bit back the harsh words on the tip of his tongue and said with urgency, "You weren't like this before..."

"I know what I'm doing, Mason," Sadie whispered back. "I'll be back to my own self soon enough..."

Before Sadie could finish, Amelia's voice suddenly echoed from outside. "Micah, I'm getting tired. Can we take a break here? Will you keep me company?"