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

Sadie Roth's emotions were a tumultuous mix as Ronan Potter's words resonated in her ears. After all the conflict between Ronan and Micah Clemens, where Micah even injured him, Ronan had swallowed his pride to plead with Micah on her behalf...

"Sadie, are you listening to me?" Ronan's voice cut through her thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm here," Sadie whispered, her voice soft. "Ronan, thank you!"

"No, thanks needed. I owe you..." Ronan's voice was heavy with regret. "I'm just so full of regret, you know? Why couldn't I have stood up to my family sooner, to protect you properly..." "Let's not dwell on the past-"

"Sleepyhead, come get breakfast!"

A voice suddenly intruded, severing Sadie's words.

Ronan, on the other end of the phone, froze as if the signal jammed, silent.

Covering the receiver hastily, Sadie frowned at Micah. "Can't you ever knock?" "It's my house," Micah retorted coldly before stalking off.

Rolling her eyes, Sadie cautiously asked Ronan, "Are you still there?"

"You're... with him now?" Ronan's voice was laced with restrained emotion.

"It's not like that..." Sadie was at a loss for words.

Taking a deep breath, Ronan tried to calm his agitation. "Sadie, we need to talk in person. Meet me now at the Blue Diamond Diner; I'll be waiting." "Ronan, I—"

Before she could finish, the line went dead. Ronan had hung up.

Sadie didn't want to go, but if she didn't, he might wait indefinitely.

With that thought, Sadie quickly got out of bed to get ready, grabbing the bracelet as she hastened to meet Ronan.

Stepping out of her room and descending the stairs, she was greeted by the respectful greetings of the servants, which took her aback. She nodded and smiled hurriedly in return. "Miss Roth," a maid spoke with deference, "Mr. Clemens is waiting for you in the garden. Shall I escort you?"

"No, that's alright..." Sadie waved off the offer. "I have to step out. Please tell him I won't be joining for breakfast." "Alright, do you need a car? I'll arrange one right away."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

Sadie Roth had to walk for several minutes before she could finally leave the vast estate. At the entrance, a Maybach was parked with the chauffeur standing by to graciously open the door for her. "Please take me to the Blue Diamond Diner, and hurry." Sadie Roth quickly got into the car, a note of urgency in her voice.

"Of course, Miss Roth." The driver immediately started the car and pulled away.

Looking out the window, Sadie saw Micah Clemens at a not-too-distant garden spot having breakfast under a sunshade. A servant appeared to be updating him on her departure. He looked in her direction... Startled, Sadie ducked down, fearing he might order the car to stop.

However, he gave no such command.

The car smoothly exited the gates of the villa.

With a sigh of relief, Sadie felt fortunate. Thankfully, he wasn't possessive enough to restrict her freedom.

She hurried to the Blue Diamond Diner, where Ronan Potter had reserved the entire venue. He sat alone by a window, his silhouette radiating a lonely despair.

Taking a deep breath to compose herself, Sadie quickly approached.

"You're here!" Ronan Potter's gaze moved from the window to her, full of tenderness.

"How's your injury?" Sadie asked as she sat down, genuine concern in her voice. "Much better."

Ronan's eyes lingered on the red mark on her neck, his grip on his coffee cup tightened, but Sadie didn't notice the change and handed him a bracelet. "This, I'm giving it back to you."

"This bracelet was meant for you," Ronan Potter said softly, full of emotion. "It's what the Potter family gives to their daughters-in-law..."

"That should go to Leah; she's the one who's part of the Potter family." Sadie smiled faintly.

Hearing this, Ronan fell silent. After a moment, he asked in a deep voice, "Sadie, if I divorced Leah, would you give me another chance?"