Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 65 The Power of Wealth

Lost in her thoughts, Micah had already left the room.

Sadie wanted to sit up and call him back, but the maid waiting at the door had already closed it.

Helpless, Sadie fell back onto the bed, telling herself to focus on healing. Once her injuries were better, everything would be fine.

Returning to his room, Micah thought about how frightened Sadie had been, her whole body trembling. A seductive curve appeared on his lips. That woman was foolish but cute!

That night, Sadie struggled to sleep, not due to the pain, but because her mind raced incessantly. Thoughts of the chip and Micah's silhouette occupied her mind, though unrelated, both weighed on her emotions. Distressed, she yearned to resolve everything swiftly.

The following morning, the phone's ringing roused Sadie.

She woke up to a loud noise, a call from the children. She answered the phone, briefly comforting them before replaceing an excuse to hang up.

She didn't want anyone to know about the children. After all, when the Roth Group was doing so well back then, they had made enemies. If the news got out, their previous adversaries might intentionally cause trouble for her and her family. Dahlia came in with a medical assistant to change Sadie's dressing. Just as she opened the door, Micah happened to pass by outside.

Dressed in a sharp black suit, he exuded a dominant and mysterious aura. His tall and slender figure appeared even more aloof under the morning sunlight.

As he walked and talked on the phone, he casually glanced towards the room when passing by the door. His gaze met Sadie's, and he appeared composed and confident, while she felt somewhat nervous. Eventually, he averted his gaze first and hurriedly left.

Sadie's gaze followed his retreating figure, trying to confirm if he was really the one. Although his figure did resemble him, she couldn't connect him with the male escort who used to serve wealthy women every day. "Miss Roth, I need to change your dressing now. It might be a bit painful, so please bear with it," Dahlia gently reminded her.

"Okay, go ahead."

Sadie didn't take it seriously at first, but when Dahlia removed the gauze from her neck, she immediately screamed in pain, "Ah! Ouch! Painful!"

Micah, who was on the spiral staircase, heard the sound and halted his steps. He turned around and sternly said, "Be more gentle!"

"Yes, Mr. Clemens." The maid waiting at the door quickly went in to report.

Dahlia and Sadie heard Micah's voice. Dahlia apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, Miss Roth. Did I hurt you?"

"It's alright..."

A warm feeling surged in Sadie's heart, reaffirming her conclusion from yesterday: Micah had a crush on her!

Sadie had always had a beautiful wish to live a life of ease, without having to work hard. She had assumed she would have to wait until she got old and her three children grew up to fulfill this wish, but she didn't expect it to come true now. With two maids, two medical assistants, and a doctor attending to her, she could have whatever she desired just by opening her mouth or stretching out her hand. She couldn't be happier. Moreover, the Clemens staff were well-trained and skilled at observing words and expressions.

Sadie just looked at the French windows and sighed. "The sunshine is so lovely!"

The maid immediately helped her onto the wheelchair and pushed her to the garden to bask in the sun.

As they left the room, Sadie truly witnessed the extravagance of the villa. Though the design was simple, it was exceptionally exquisite and clever. The entire villa was predominantly white. Every piece of furniture and decoration was a limited edition designed by famous artists. The paintings hanging on the wall and the floor vases in the corners were also invaluable. Sadie's father had once been the richest man in Newark, and as the young heiress of a wealthy family, she was accustomed to such luxury.

'Good stuff. I've seen grand scenes before.'

But Micah's home was far more extravagant than anything she had ever seen.

Leaving the villa, Sadie marveled at Micah's immense wealth as she beheld a garden and lawn rivaling a royal park.

Suddenly, she remembered what Ronan had said: "It seems you don't quite understand Mr. Clemens's power..."