Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 405 Working at the Nightclub

Sadie quickly promised to pay as soon as possible. The caller was understanding and said there was no rush it was just a reminder.

After the call, Sadie immediately pulled out her late father's bank card, hoping to withdraw some funds. To her dismay, the bank informed her the account was still frozen. She needed to contact her designated financial advisor in Switzerland to activate it beforehand.

Sadie knew this was her father's way of safeguarding the inheritance from others' clutches by setting up a protective system.

Activating the account would involve going through some procedures and meeting with the Swiss financial advisor.

Sadie returned the card to her purse. If she were to tap into this money now, it would mean she's starting to live off her father's legacy...

She felt so incompetent.

Could she not make her own living?

After much consideration, Sadie called Serena...

"Hello, Sadie..."

The call was overwhelmed by the blaring sound of heavy metal music, nearly drowning out Serena's voice. Sadie could only make out the incessant "hello, hello" from the other end.

After a while, things quieted down on the other end, and Serena spoke loudly, "Sadie, it was too noisy just now. I'm in the private booth area, did you need something?"

"I, um..." Sadie chewed her lip. "Just wanted to ask if you guys are hiring?"

"Yeah, I actually introduced a classmate to join today. Do you want to come?"

"Mm, I've had no luck with job interviews elsewhere, and we need money at home. I'm looking to replace a job to work for a few months. Could you help me get an introduction?" "Of course, no problem. I'm at the nightclub right now, you coming over?"

"Yes, I'll be right there."

"Okay, call me when you

arrive."

After hanging up, Sadie hugged her kids and told them to play a bit before going to bed early, as she needed to step out for a bit.

The kids were all obedient and sweet, each kissing Sadie and telling her to return home soon.

Dressed in casual attire and donning a mask and a baseball cap, Sadie headed out.

Taking a cab to the nightclub and seeing the familiar scene, Sadie felt a pang of nostalgia. There was a time when she frequented the nightclub, solely to supervise a male escort as he worked to make money.

Reflecting on it now, Sadie still thought that the male escort was the most endearing. Despite his ever-stern face, he'd dutifully hand over his earnings every day. Whenever she found herself in danger, he would seemingly drop from the sky to rescue her from dire situations.

Back then, there was no animosity, no Amelia, no Micah's grandfather...

There was no societal judgment, consideration of social standing, or a tangled web of love and hate-none of that existed.

However, later on, when the male escort reclaimed his identity as Micah, everything changed...

Countless unexpected problems emerged, adding twists and turns to their relationship. They were on and off, torturing each other, with pain outweighing happiness.

Now, they had finally separated, and perhaps this was for the best.

"Sadie!"

A clear voice rang out, interrupting Sadie's reverie.

Sadie looked up to see Serena and couldn't help but smile. "Serena, aren't you supposed to be working?"

"I was worried you couldn't replace me, so I came out to meet you," Serena said, pulling her in. "I've already spoken to our manager. He said you can have an interview, and if all is well, you can start tonight."

"Thank you," replied Sadie, her emotions a mix of anxiety. She had been here before and had even accompanied Micah a few times. Would the nightclub's manager remember her, and if so, might that lead to Micah replaceing out?

"The new manager is pretty great. With him taking over, we need to hire a bunch of new waitstaff. It looks like we've stumbled upon an opportunity," Serena said.

When Sadie heard this, she felt relief. The nightclub's new manager would certainly not recognize her. This was the break she needed.