Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 389 The Truth Lies in the Hands of the Victor

"I want to see her too."

As Micah spoke, he gave Andrew a look, signaling him to take Sadie away.

"This woman cannot be released." Micah's grandfather was not senile yet and ordered Sila as he stood up, "Follow my commands."

"This..." Silas looked over at Micah, conflicted.

"Don't mind him," Micah's grandfather blazed, "I'm not dead yet! The Clemens family is still under my command!"

"Such an old age and still such a foul temper," Micah said helplessly, "Right, Mr. Luminex?"

Although Micah was always proud and often indifferent, he showed a polite yet distant curtsey toward Nelson.

Suddenly speaking out like that was also to have Nelson try to persuade the old man.

Nelson quickly tried to smooth things over. "Old man, just take it easy. Give Micah some time to handle it."

"Nelson, you don't know the full story," Micah's grandfather frowned. "I have never wronged a good person. After the incident occurred, I had Silas look into it first. All the evidence points to that woman, which is why I had her brought in. She has no room for excuses, so naturally, I have to turn her over to the police."

"You did the right thing," Nelson nodded repeatedly, turning his gaze to Sadie, "What did my Amelia do to offend you, that you had to harm her—"

Nelson didn't finish his sentence before freezing, eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Sadie.

It was as if he were seeing a monster!

"I really didn't poison anyone," Sadie insisted again. "If you don't believe me, I'll confront Ms. Amelia face to face."

"Good, let's have the confrontation." Micah's grandfather gestured. "Bring her here!"

With that, Micah's grandfather walked with his cane toward the adjoining lounge...

Nelson remained where he was, staring at Sadie, completely dumbfounded.

"Nelson, Nelson?" Silas tapped Nelson.

Coming to his senses, Nelson asked in confusion, "Who is this girl?"

"She's Sadie Roth, an employee of the VIC Group," Silas answered.

"A Roth?" Nelson muttered the name, "How old is she?"

"Uh..." Silas paused. "She's probably in her early 20s, why?"

"Nothing," Nelson looked away and quickly caught up to Micah's grandfather, "Old man, slow down."

Silas, oblivious, gestured to Sadie. "Miss Roth, this way, please."

The two attendants released Sadie.

Sadie followed Silas to the lounge, casting a complex look at Micah as she passed by him.

Micah was frowning deeply, a look of frustration on his face. 'Such a blockhead!'

He had just managed to get Nelson on his side and could have had her released with a little more persuasion. Then, he could figure out how to downplay the whole situation...

Yet, she insisted on confronting Amelia face-to-face. Wasn't that a death wish?

Amelia considered Sadie a thorn in her side, and regardless of whether Sadie was responsible for poisoning her, Amelia would confront her this time. Now weakened by the poison, Amelia lay helpless in bed, a vulnerable figure bound to elicit sympathy from those around her.

Even Micah couldn't object.

By then, Sadie would indeed be in a position where she couldn't clear her name even if she threw herself into the Mississippi River!

"Mr. Clemens, what do we do now?" Andrew asked in a low voice.

"Let her dig her own grave!" Micah snapped angrily, "I pulled her back from the brink of death, and now she's willingly jumping back in!"

Andrew sighed, concerned about Sadie's lack of street smarts. She was too naive and overly trusting in human nature, always assuming that distinguishing between right and wrong would be clear.

But in reality, if someone really wanted to put her in a dire situation, whether she was guilty or not was irrelevant.

The truth was often in the hands of those who prevailed...