Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 378 Something's Off

Sadie turned around to see Amelia, dressed in a chic white suit, exuding a cool and captivating aura, with a mocking smirk on her lips and her gaze fixed on her. "Good morning, Miss Amelia!" Sadie greeted with a bow, ready to move on.

"Bring me a coffee." Amelia's voice was haughty. "American style, no sugar!"

"Miss Amelia, I've been moved to the file room," Sadie replied calmly.

"So what?" Amelia raised an eyebrow with a cold chuckle. "Does that mean I can't give you orders?"

"The file room doesn't require serving drinks-"

"Shut up!" Amelia cut her off with a harsh rebuke.

Victoria quickly approached and commanded sternly, "If Miss Amelia asks you to make coffee, you go do it. Why are you talking back?"

Sadie looked at Victoria in confusion, not understanding why her attitude had changed so suddenly. Reluctantly, but obediently, she headed to the break room.

"Make sure it's freshly ground," Amelia ordered with an air of arrogance. "I can't stand instant."

"Don't worry, Miss Amelia. I will personally oversee it," Victoria assured respectfully.

"Miss Lynn, I trust you to handle things," Amelia responded with a satisfied smile before gracefully proceeding towards Mr. Clemens' office.

Sadie, grinding the coffee in the break room, was flooded with mixed emotions......

She didn't understand why Victoria's attitude had changed so suddenly. Sure, she had been reprimanded before in the interest of the bigger picture, but this time, something felt off... "Did you hear all of that?" Victoria's voice came from behind her.

Sadie snapped back to reality and whispered, "It was loud enough that ignoring it wasn't an option."

"Since you're aware, make a good coffee and take it to Miss Amelia," Victoria instructed before turning and walking away.

Watching her walk away, Sadie let out a long sigh.

Shortly after, she carried the freshly brewed coffee and knocked on Mr. Clemens' office door.

"Come in!" Andrew called out.

When Sadie stepped in with the coffee, Andrew, who was standing near the door, paused briefly but quickly reached out to take it. "Just leave the coffee with me. You can get back to work." Andrew could tell that Amelia was intentionally giving Sadie a hard time.

"Thank you." Sadie gave him a grateful glance and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Amelia called out to Sadie.

Sadie stopped in her tracks, head down, waiting for her command. Micah, engrossed in his documents, showed no reaction.

Andrew was somewhat nervous, afraid that Amelia would stir up more trouble. "Thank you!" Amelia finally spoke but offered nothing more than that.

A bit startled, Sadie responded, "You're welcome!" Then she turned to leave...

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief and presented the coffee to Amelia. "Miss Amelia, your coffee."

"Thank you." Amelia took a sip. "It's a bit hot, I'll drink it later."

She then continued reviewing documents with Micah...

Andrew was puzzled. Amelia hadn't given Sadie a hard time after all. Was the coffee delivery just to show off her power? "Micah, my father's coming to the press conference at one this afternoon," Amelia suddenly mentioned. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not," Micah replied, a bit surprised. "When did Uncle Lingston arrive in Newark? Why didn't he tell me?"

"He flew back with me this morning." Amelia smiled. "He went to have morning tea with your grandfather. Didn't your grandfather tell you?"

"The old man doesn't need to report to me." Micah checked his watch. "It's getting late. I need to handle some things before joining you for lunch."

"I'll be off then." Amelia took a few more sips of her coffee and began gathering her documents. "Shall I meet you at the restaurant on the 17th floor?" "Alright." Micah nodded and instructed, "Please escort Miss Amelia out."

"Yes," Andrew approached with respect. "Miss Amelia, this way, please!"