Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! -
Chapter 385 Announcing the Alliance
Hearing this, Micah wavered. To him, marriage had no real significance.
He had always felt that marriage was just a means to maintain social order.
For the common folk, it was about continuing the family line, providing comfort, and reducing the cost of living.
For the elite, it was a commercial alliance.
It had nothing to do with love!
Were it not for Sadie, he wouldn't care whom he married...
So, before Sadie came into the picture, he was indifferent to Grandpa Clemens's meddling and control over his love life, which had only encouraged the old man to push further and harder... And now, it was too late to change that dynamic.
Above all, the old man had made his fortune in dubious careers in his youth and was resolute and ruthless in his ways. Provoking him could put Sadie in real danger...
Considering this, Micah relented...
"That's my boy." Grandpa Clemens' lips curled into a satisfied grin as he gave Nelson a knowing look.
Overjoyed, Nelson exchanged a triumphant glance with his daughter, Amelia.
Instantly, the whole room, except for Micah, burst into smiles.
"Everyone, please, quiet down!" The host began to maintain order, asking the restless media to be quiet, before delivering complimentary remarks to welcome the arrival of Grandpa Clemens. The audience erupted into a thunderous applause once again...
In the side room, Sadie sat still, not daring to move a muscle.
All the other secretaries had been dismissed, leaving only Sadie and Silas's team in the room.
Silas had appeared out of nowhere not long ago. He smiled at her warmly. "Miss Roth, we meet again."
"You..."
"The old man needs to discipline his grandson, and we require your cooperation."
Although Silas was smiling, his smile was cold and terrifying. He spoke politely and respectfully, but it inexplicably terrified Sadie.
Sadie shivered, suddenly realizing that the folks from the Clemens were not to be underestimated!
When they wanted to treat people well, they would go to great lengths to please them, like Grandpa Clemens did with the triplets, or how Micah treated her...
But if someone crossed them, they could instantly turn into a frightening devil and cause a mental breakdown...
"I'm just a lowly person of no significance. I can't influence anything." Sadie's heart was racing as she forced herself to stay calm. "Perhaps the old man is giving me too much credit?" "The old man never overestimates anyone. It's Mr. Clemens who is lifting you up!" Every word from Silas was loaded with hidden meaning.
"Then, you should be talking to Micah," Sadie retorted with a frown. "What's the point in coming to me?"
"You're the root cause of the issue, and to remove the weed, you must pull it out from the roots!" Silas maintained his friendly demeanor, showing no signs of making a threat.
"..." Sadie finally understood the formidable nature of this old butler. No wonder even Rylan treated Silas with the utmost deference, and even Micah had to give him respect. Even though she was full of resentment, Sadie didn't dare say another word.
She could only sit obediently, quietly waiting to see how things would unfold.
"Now, we have an important announcement from Chairman Nelson Lingston," the announcer declared.
Nelson stood up and said with an air of modesty, "The Lingstons and Clemans have cherished a close relationship for three generations. It is with the help and support of the Clemens that the Lingstons have achieved our current status. My daughter, Amelia, has admired Micah for many years, and today we will..."
"Ah!" Grandpa Clemens cut off Nelson's speech and said impatiently, "Nelson, you are quite the wordsmith, always beating around the bush with so many words. Just get straight to the point."
Grandpa Clemens slapped the table and cut straight to the chase. "I declare that my grandson Micah and Amelia will be officially engaged on the tenth of next month!"
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