Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 817 Micah's Conspiracy

"Exactly, that's a good idea." Andrew nodded repeatedly. "Ms. James loves children. For the sake of the child, she will definitely change her mind."

"I'm racing against time now." Micah looked worried. "If I can get Grandpa Clemens out of the way before she regains her memory, replace Dr. Henry, and let the child get closer to her, she might soften up. But if she regains her memory first and remembers all the harm the Clemens family has brought to her, she will probably replace it hard to forgive me. And with her current temper, she will definitely stop at nothing to take custody of the child!"

"That would be disastrous," Andrew said anxiously, "Once the James and the Clemens families openly clash, it will be an all-out conflict with no resolution in sight.."

Micah's expression turned serious. He could already sense that Sadie's emotions and intuition were being suppressed by reason, and she was beginning to doubt him. Moreover, he had made many mistakes tonight, and she would surely investigate him.

On the other side, Sadie looked at the starry sky outside the window, her gaze somewhat cold.

Annika answered a call and reported, "Ms. James, the Paganini has arrived at the underground parking lot at Blissful Lane 1."

Sadie was slightly startled. He had taken her to Blissful Lane 1 before, saying it used to be their home.

So, this didn't necessarily mean he was suspicious.

Perhaps he had already hinted at something, wanting her to know, but she was unwilling to uncover the truth and confront to know about those painful past events.

"Ms. James, should we send someone up to check?" Annika asked cautiously.

"No need," Sadie still didn't want to face the past, changing the subject. "Have you found out who was behind the attack on me?"

"Yes. It's Amelia!" Annika presented the information.

"As I expected." Sadie's mouth curved into a mocking smile. "Last time I slapped her, she clearly didn't learn her lesson!"

After a pause, she ordered, "Inform the Business Department to launch a full-scale attack on the Lingston Group!"

"Yes!" Annika quickly relayed the command.

By now, the car had reached halfway up the mountain, and Sadie's phone was fully charged and turned on. Seeing a text message, her look changed drastically, and she quickly made a call. Soon, the call was answered.

"Hello!"

"Good morning, cousin!"

It was 2:30 in the morning in Newark, and 7:30 in E country.

"Your phone is rarely turned off."

Tristan's voice came through the phone, seemingly calm but carrying a subtle air of authority.

"I had a bit of a situation," Sadie explained, "I'll be back tomorrow."

"Annika already reported it." Tristan always knew about her affairs. "It's just a sports management pass. Such a trivial matter doesn't warrant you making a special trip. I'll have someone send it over!" "Thank you, cousin." Sadie smiled. "But you'll spoil me this way. I wanted to handle it myself."

"You still haven't figured it out," Tristan interrupted Sadie, gently reminding her, "Micah sending you back to E country has a different purpose."

"Are you saying...?" Sadie suddenly realized. "He deliberately sent me away."

"I've taught you for two years, and your reaction is still slow." Tristan's tone was slightly displeased.

"I'm sorry." Sadie both respected and feared this cousin.

"Think carefully about what you should do next."

With that, Tristan left this statement and hung up directly.

Sadie sat on the sofa, frowning. She had almost fallen into Micah's conspiracy.

But why did Micah send her away?

"Ms. James, the private jet is ready," Arya reported.

"Cancel it," Sadie ordered but then quickly added, "No, let it take off on time. We just won't board."

Arya and Annika exchanged puzzled glances, not quite understanding.

"Let Micah think we've left." Sadie narrowed her eyes. "I want to see what he's up to."