Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 672 To Live, To See Death.

The situation was shrouded in mystery. Micah, desperate and frantic, arrived in the quaint town of Chiang Mai only to be met with the same disheartening news. He threw himself into a frenzied search for Sadie, but his efforts bore no fruit. In the midst of a raging storm, Micah sprinted through the rain-soaked streets, his voice echoing off the buildings as he called out Sadie's name. His suit clung to his body, drenched from the rain, his voice had grown hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot, teetering on the brink of bleeding.

Standing on the street by the ruined bridge, Micah's gaze fell upon the overturned ambulance, the puddles of blood, and the remnants of a wedding dress strewn across the ground. Regret welled up within him, filling his heart to the brim. He berated himself for his inability to protect her. He cursed his decision to compromise, allowing Mr. Clemens Senior to send her to this unfamiliar place.

He loathed his failure to replace a solution in time, to reach her before it was too late. The thought of her enduring unspeakable horrors, possibly even death, tore at his heart.

Panic set in as he looked around, fear gripping him for the first time in his life. The thought of Sadie being dead was unbearable. What was he to do? Micah was on the brink of collapse, his voice trembling as he called out, "Sadie, where are you? Don't hide from me. Please, come out."

"Noah, Nathan, and Mia are waiting for you at home. They miss their Mommy every day. I promised to bring you back to them. You can't make me break my promise." His pleas grew quieter, more desperate, his voice shaking with fear. A single tear slid down his cheek as he lowered his head, whispering apologies into the void.

Not far from him, Mr. Clemens Senior watched the heartbreaking scene unfold, guilt gnawing at him. He had thought he was doing the right thing, minimizing harm, but he had never anticipated the harm he would cause Sadie, his grandson, and his great-grandchildren.

Silas, attempting to offer some comfort, murmured, "Sir, don't be too sad. No one could have foreseen this."

"Who did this?" Mr. Clemens Senior demanded, his hand slamming down on the armrest of his wheelchair. "Did you replace out? Was it Nick?"

Silas shook his head. "Our people, Micah's people, have been watching Nick to prevent her from harming Miss Roth, but she hasn't made any moves."

Mr. Clemens Senior frowned, "If it's not her, then who? Who else knows about the antidote?"

Silas sighed, "We can investigate this matter later. For now, our priority is to replace Miss Roth. Otherwise, Micah will never forgive you."

"Tell everyone to search for Sadie, dead or alive. Leave no stone unturned!"

"Yes, sir."

The Clemens family mobilized all their resources, sparing no expense in their search for Sadie. Unfortunately, the town's lack of surveillance hindered their efforts. No one knew what had transpired that fateful day.

The first responders on the scene reported that Brenda had been shot and killed, while Sadie had not sustained any major physical injuries. However, her mental state had been severely impacted, leaving her in a state of despair. What happened after that was unknown.

The only eyewitness, Jimmy, had survived but was left mentally incapacitated due to a bullet fragment lodged in his brain, erasing his memory of the events.

The crime scene remained untouched, revealing that Sadie's last bottle of antidote had been shattered. The untouched household belongings indicated that robbery was not the motive.

With few people aware of the antidote, Micah immediately suspected Nick. He used every means at his disposal to force a confession from her. Despite her adamant denial and a solid alibi, Micah was not convinced. He continued to apply pressure on her company while tirelessly searching for Sadie....