Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 344 An Ungrateful Soul

"I noticed," Mason replied with a slight smile. "I was speaking with the kindergarten teachers downstairs a while ago. Seems like there's another version of the story." "Hmm?" Sadie frowned, feeling perplexed herself.

"Whatsoever," Mason changed the subject of conversation, "as long as you and the kids are safe, it's the only thing that matters."

"Yes." Sadie didn't want to dig any deeper. No matter what the truth was, she knew she couldn't stand against it. Now her priority was to ensure her children's safety. All the other things could wait. "I'm leaving. Take care of yourself," Mason said with a deep gaze at her face before walking away. He paused at the elevator entrance, turning back to her. "Sadie, you always have another choice." "What do you mean?" Sadie didn't understand his implications.

"There are people who can protect you if things get too tough," Mason said with a meaningful tone. "Just think about it."

He stepped into the elevator.

Frowning in confusion, Sadie closed the door. As she turned around, her father's last will popped into her mind.

Her father had mentioned that in a dire situation, she could call a number from state M. No matter the trouble, that person would solve it for her!

How could she have forgotten that?

It might come in handy if she faced another crisis. But then again, she remembered her father's stern reminder in the will, advising her not to contact that person unless absolutely necessary. Doing so would lead to her life taking a dramatic turn.

Mason was probably hinting at this person. It seemed he knew about the will's contents.

Weighed down by these thoughts, Sadie shook her head, telling herself not to dwell on it. For now, she needed to tackle the immediate problems. Back in her room, she changed into pajamas, lay in bed, and sent Brenda a text: "Brenda, the kids are safe. Don't worry. I'll drop by tomorrow night!" Exhausted, she fell asleep with the phone still in her hand.

...

At the Clemens residence, Micah sat on the balcony in his robe, staring into the starry sky, silently sipping his drink.

Andrew reported beside him, "Miss Roth has returned home. Levis and Miss Bell from the kindergarten have left, and the paramedics stayed there as you requested to take care of them. And..."

He hesitated before continuing cautiously, "Mason went upstairs to drop off Coco, chatted for two minutes, then left. He didn't enter the house. I think he understands the consequences now and won't bother Miss Roth again." "Hmm," Micah grunted, taking another drink before commanding. "Make sure Grandpa Clemens doesn't replace out the children's real identities."

"Understood," Andrew nodded, then added. "But once those kids reach out to Mr. Clemens by themselves, it'll be out of my hands. Mr. Clemens bought them smartwatches and left his phone number."

"You don't need to worry about that," Micah said coldly. "Sadie would hate it for Grandpa Clemens to replace out she's the mother of the children even more than I would."

"Alright," Andrew sighed, relieved. "It's getting late. You should get some rest."

Micah waved him off, and Andrew bowed his head, backing out of the room.

Micah continued to drink, his eyes fixed on his phone.

No messages, no calls, nothing at all.

The woman had found the children, learned the truth from the teacher, and still wouldn't call to weep and apologize to him.

Had her conscience been lost?

Or did she still suspect a conspiracy in this?

These thoughts darkened Micah's face, and he cursed Sadie in his mind truly an ungrateful soul!