Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 295 An Alliance at Nightfall

Hope reignited in Sadie's heart; she had finally found someone who could influence Micah. She wondered if pleading with Micah's grandfather would grant her freedom.

"Mr. Clemens Sr.'s temper is even more unpredictable than Mr. Clemens'," Dahlia said, seeing right through Sadie's thoughts. "Miss Roth, I'd advise you to keep your distance from him." Sadie was at a loss for words. She should have realized that if Micah was so cruel and twisted, his grandfather was unlikely to be any more congenial.

"Careful!" Dahlia directed the medical team as they lifted Sadie onto the ambulance stretcher.

Lying there, Sadie let out a resigned sigh. She realized she might just have to wait until Micah grew tired of her and let her go.

While she was lost in thought, her phone chimed with a message. It was from Serena.

Serena: [Thank you so much, Sadie. With your help, I've been offered a position at a major company with great pay. Vicky even gave me a bonus for medical expenses.] Sadie: [Congratulations, keep it up!]

Sadie felt a measure of solace in her heart; her biggest takeaway from today's event was probably the help she gave to Serena.

The car eased into motion, drifting away as the music from the banquet hall faded into the distance.

The party continued unaffected by Sadie's departure. A character as inconsequential and detestable as she didn't make a ripple.

...

The old man's arrival cast an air of tension and gravity over the banquet hall.

Guests lined up neatly in two rows, respectfully greeting and bowing to Micah's grandfather as he entered. With a slight nod, he swept his gaze over the crowd and proceeded directly towards the back of the hall. Amelia stayed close by his side, tenderly holding his hand with the care and closeness of a family member.

In contrast, Micah appeared detached, quietly following along at some distance.

Once they left, the guests began buzzing with excitement. Given the current situation, an alliance between the Clemens and the Luminex families seemed inevitable.

...

Sadie underwent X-rays and examinations at the hospital to confirm that no bones were broken, though her lumbar strain couldn't be ignored.

Dahlia administered the necessary treatment before sending Sadie back to the Clemens mansion.

Two nurses helped her onto the bed to lie face down. Sadie was eager for a bath, yet her wishes were vetoed by Dahlia, who insisted no water that evening. A maid wiped her down instead, as Dahlia instructed her to rest well. After everyone had left, Sadie felt as if her entire body were falling apart. Her back, plastered with a pain-relieving patch, faintly emitted the scent of medicinal herbs.

With every pang, she gritted her teeth, cursing Micah silently...

Ever since she'd been with him, injuries seemed never-ending. She couldn't help but wonder what childhood shadows had shaped his violent temperament. How she longed to be free from him...

As night deepened, Sadie clutched her pillow, drifting off amidst a whirl of chaotic thoughts.

In her hazy slumber, a hand reached out, gently caressing her waist...

Half-awake, she sensed someone behind her, but the familiar scent allowed her to lower her guard. She remained asleep, letting the exploring hand continue its quest, and then felt the covers lift as someone lay beside her... Micah carefully nestled up to Sadie, sliding one arm under her neck to pull her close while his other hand tenderly stroked her.

Dahlia had reported no bone damage, just a muscular injury requiring therapy.

The moment he had kicked her, his heart had nearly stopped, torn between agony and anger.

The fact she risked her life to protect another man fueled a fierce rage within him.