Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 395 Father's Legacy

Sadie had seen this day coming. Everyone knew Micah had taken the fall for her. Even if his grandfather dropped the poisoning issue, he'd never let her stay by his side. Maybe leaving was for the better. Less contact, less conflict.

She sighed deeply and picked up her pace, heading home. That's when her phone buzzed again. It was Kathleen.

That name hadn't come up in ages. The White mother and daughter duo had given Sadie a hard time, though Micah had given them their dose of payback. Once they realized Sadie had Micah's support, they backed off. Why would Kathleen reach out now? Had she heard about Sadie's firing from the VIC Group?

Whatever the reason, Sadie wanted nothing more to do with them. She declined the call and kept walking. But then the phone rang again...

Frowning, Sadie debated for a moment before answering. "Hello?"

"It's me." Kathleen's voice came through. "You don't need to worry. I'm not going to cause any trouble. I just want to propose a deal."

"A deal?" Sadie scoffed. "What kind of deal could we possibly have?"

"Don't you want the house your father built for you? Don't you want his life's work, his legacy?" Kathleen got straight to the point. "If you do, meet me."

"What's the catch?" Sadie's frown deepened.

"You're overthinking it. You belong to Micah now, and we, the White family, are just barely hanging on. How could we dare to pull any tricks on you?" With a bitter smile, Kathleen said, "Leah and Ronan are divorced. We've lost our backing and want to sell the estate for some cash and move to France."

"Leah and Ronan got a divorce?" Sadie was visibly surprised; she had always known that their end would come, just not so quickly. It seemed Ronan had had enough of Leah.

"They've been apart for several days now," Kathleen said in a low voice. "We haven't seen the kid for nearly a month. Leah's at home, starving herself and crying over Billy's photos every day."

"Oh..." Sadie responded coolly, "Try to look on the bright side."

"I know you're probably reveling in our misfortune in your head, maybe even want to laugh. It's fine. The White family has already become the brunt of jokes. We don't mind one more person laughing." Kathleen spoke icily, "The Potters are a mess, too. If they're divorcing, who cares? It's just that Leah didn't get a dime in the settlement-the Potters stripped her clean. That's just cruel."

"That's not my concern." Sadie didn't want to continue the conversation.

"Alright, back to business." Kathleen steered the topic. "We can't stay in Newark any longer. We're planning on moving to France. After our family's downturn, your uncle's factory has been losing money. We crunched the numbers recently, and instead of coming out ahead, we're in the red...

"Basically, we're desperate for cash and want to sell this mansion and those factories. Finding a buyer would take time. We can't wait, so I wanted to see if you're interested. If so, we can meet and discuss."

"Don't you think you're overestimating me?" said Sadie, frowning. "I'm broke as a joke. How could I afford to buy a mansion and factories?"

"You might not, but Mr. Clemens does." Kathleen was anxious. "After being with him for so long, you must have gotten your hands on some money. A little from him would be more than enough to buy back these properties." Sadie thought for a moment and asked, "Give me a ballpark figure."

"For the three factories and the mansion? Not much, $70,000,0000." Kathleen added, "Mr. Clemens supports you, and I wouldn't dream of deceiving you.. The price is fair. You should consult with him."