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Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 526
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Chapter 526 To Save or Not to Save "What did he want?" Sadie asked, surprised.

"Probably to thankfor my help? Also, he mentioned he wanted to hireas your assistant. Are you willing?" Serena timidly asked. "Sadie, are you starting your own company as a boss or becoming a celebrity? Why are you hiring an assistant all of a sudden?" "Uh..." Sadie was quite puzzled. "Are you sure it was Andrew?" "It really was him, and I'm certain," Serena confidently stated. "That guy who was always by your boyfriend's side at the nightclub, the one who is fierce-looking and distinctive I couldn't mistake him." "Alright," Sadie chuckled. "I don't know anything about this. I'll ask Andrew about it." "Mm-hmm." Serena said earnestly, "Sadie, if you need me, I'll definitely say yes." "Thank you, Serena," Sadie responded. "Take good care of yourself, and reach out toif you need anything." "Will do. I've already returned the gown to Ella. She mentioned that if you're looking for part-twork, there are still opportunities available." "Ella was concerned about dragginginto something, so she temporarily stoppedfrom taking jobs, right?" Sadie felt a bit confused.

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"I'm not sure why, but that news story got squashed quickly, and now there's no trace of it online. Ella said that everything has calmed down, and it shouldn't affect you anymore. Plus, you had good reviews for your last performance, so she sti wants to employ you." "Got it. I've been feeling unwell lately, resting up. I'll contact her once I'm better." "Then take care of yourself, and we'll catch up later." "Sure." After ending the call, Sadie swiftly checked her phone for updates.

As anticipated, there was no sign of the story about Leah's assault online no traces of it, nor any news related to Ronan and Arianna.

Sadie furrowed her brow, knowing that the Clark family must have arranged for the suppression of the matter and paid a hefty sum to do so.

However, given Leah's predicament, Kathleen wouldn't just let things go. Even with the pressure from the Clark fortune, she could have spoken out on a personal account. However, there was no sign of that either.

What was going on here? Could something terrible have happened to the White family? The thought deeply unsettled Sadie. Despite the White family having hurt her in the past and facing consequence s for it, the idea of them meeting such a fate made her feel uneasy.

As Sadie pondered, her text message alerts kept pinging incessantly. After powering up her phone, she called Brenda and Serena directly without checking her messages. Now, as the phone caught up, a flood of text notifications inundated her screen.

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She immediately looked at the messages.

During her recent troubles, aside from several texts from Brenda and Serena, Kathleen and Felipe had also sent dozens of distressing texts.Felipe: [ Sadie, for the sake of our family connection, please help us...] Kathleen: [I never thought Ronan would be so ruthless. He's trying to silence us for good. Sadie, please save us.] Kathleen: [That wicked Arianna is too cruel. She wants to kill Leah and leave us with no witnesses! Sadie, please save Leah...] Felipe: [Sadie, your uncle begs you...]

Reading these cries for help, Sadie felt her heart twist. Initially, she had only acted out of civic duty, calling But the police. But now, with lives at stake, ignoring the situation seemed cruel.

After a moment of hesitation, she attempted to call Kathleen, but her to voicemail. Next, call went straight teen, she tried Felipe, but again, couldn't get through. It appeared the Whites were indeed in trouble, and Sadie felt powerless about what to do next.

If she was to save them, she would need Micah's help. But the real m question lingered-should she Π.

intervene? That was the dilemma...