Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 662 Trapped in Perpetuity

As dawn broke, Brenda and Sadie embarked on a quest to purchase phones. Each procured a device and a local telecom card for Chiang Mai. However, a peculiar incident occurred; the service provider declined to activate their international long-distance service, citing restrictions on their identification cards. Brenda's frantic gestures fell on deaf ears. Sadie attempted to bridge the communication gap with English, but her efforts were met with claims of incomprehension. They sought assistance from their neighbor, Jimmy, who also found himself at a loss. "You shouldn't try to reach out to folks back home; it's futile," he advised. Upon hearing this, Sadie had an epiphany. The Clemens family, who had orchestrated her relocation, had ensured she would face difficulties contacting her children. They had arranged for a local ID, but it was laden with restrictions. A sudden realization struck Sadie, and she hurried home to rummage through her suitcase for her passport. As she had suspected, both her passport and driving license were missing. All that remained was a Thai ID card, which imposed a multitude of limitations. They were effectively marooned in Chiang Mai, cut off from the world beyond its borders."Where are our passports? And our driving licenses, why are they all gone?" Brenda's voice echoed with anxiety as she sifted through the suitcase. "Miss, have we been robbed?" "Yes, by the Clemens family," Sadie responded, her teeth gritted in resentment. She couldn't fathom the family's intentions. Why had they exiled her to a foreign land, severed her contact with her children, and left her in such a predicament?"So, the Clemens family took our documents?" Brenda's realization dawned. "No wonder the bodyguards always handled our suitcases." A memory sparked in Brenda's mind, and she hastily searched the suitcase for a small box containing a keepsake from Sadie's father. To their relief, the box was still there. Inside, the letters and black card left by Edmond remained untouched. Brenda exhaled a sigh of relief, but her worry quickly resurfaced. "Miss, what should we do now?" "Stay calm," Sadie responded, determined not to be confined to this small town for the rest of her life. "Let's wait until I recover from my illness and then decide." Brenda nodded, remembering something and quickly retrieving a small silver box. "Silas said this contained the antidote. We haven't taken it today, so let's do it now." She extended a bottle of antidote towards Sadie, only to retract her hand abruptly. "Wait, what if this antidote is a hoax? What if the Clemens family is deceiving us? What if it's poison?" "If they want to kill us, then we have no chance of escape," Sadie said, snatching the bottle and downing its contents. Brenda watched Sadie's reaction closely and, seeing no adverse effects, sighed in relief. "At least the antidote is real," she murmured. "Yes," Sadie responded, forcing a bitter smile. "As long as we're alive, there's still hope."Brenda nodded, visibly relieved. "Miss, I'll go cook, you rest a bit." She then retreated to the kitchen.Sadie sifted through the box, replaceing her father's letter and business card still intact. She recalled her father's words, promising assistance if she ever found herself in a desperate situation. However, the number was for international calls, a service they were currently denied. If they were to face imminent danger, would they be left to meet their fate?Sadie sighed deeply, her gaze drifting towards the window. The drizzle outside mirrored her gloomy mood. She couldn't help but wonder when this ordeal would end.