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

In the midst of changing his attire, Micah's phone buzzed with an incoming text message. Dismissing it as another piece of spam, he paid it no mind.

"Mr. Clemens, our guests have arrived!" Andrew announced, a note of urgency in his voice.

"Already?" Micah responded, hastily slipping on his shoes. "My watch, Andrew."

"Ah, of course." Andrew promptly handed him the timepiece.

With swift efficiency, Micah prepared himself, Andrew trailing closely behind.

As they emerged from the villa, Micah's pace slowed, his demeanor shifting to one of calm and composure. He sauntered down the steps with an air of nonchalance.

Sadie, adorned in a white strapless evening gown, her long hair cascading down her back, and a diamond necklace gracing her neck, radiated an aura of divine nobility. She was a vision of ethereal beauty, leaving one breathless at the sight. Two maids swung open the car door, and as Sadie prepared to step in, Micah greeted her with a cool, collected tone. Sadie cast a glance back at him, a smile playing on her lips, before sliding gracefully into the vehicle without a word. "Mr. Clemens!" Andrew held the car door open.

With a furrowed brow and a displeased expression, Micah climbed into the car.

"Patience is key when pursuing a lady," Andrew advised, assuming Micah's mood was due to a romantic setback.

"What kind of dress was that..." Micah's voice trailed off, his displeasure evident.

In the past, Micah had always approved of Sadie's attire. Even if some dresses were strapless, they would be tastefully decorated with lace or reveal only a modest amount of shoulder. However, the dress Sadie had chosen for the evening was far too provocative!

Andrew fell silent, finally understanding the source of Micah's irritation.

Naturally, no man would appreciate his wife being ogled by others.

Although, she wasn't quite his wife yet...

The banquet hall was a spectacle of opulence, with grand crystal chandeliers casting a dazzling light throughout the room.

Soft, romantic music filled the air, mingling with the quiet conversations of elegantly dressed merchants, each holding a glass of red wine or champagne.

Sadie's entrance commanded the attention of all present. As someone respectfully greeted her, "Miss James!", she acknowledged them with a nod and a smile.

Others soon followed suit, warmly greeting her, "Good evening, Miss James!"

"Miss James, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Someone walked over and tried to shake her hand.

Sadie returned the gesture with a gracious smile, her elegance and charm captivating all who observed.

This was Sadie's first appearance at a public banquet. Having previously witnessed her fiery temper, many had been hesitant to approach her. Now, seeing her poised and graceful demeanor, they eagerly sought her company. The atmosphere in the venue shifted, becoming lively as all eyes were drawn to Sadie, including Amelia's.

Amelia stared in disbelief at the sight of Sadie. 'Isn't this Sadie? Wasn't she supposed to be dead? How is she here?'

Her face paled, and she snatched a glass of wine from a passing waiter, downing it in one gulp in an attempt to steady her nerves. 'Stay calm; it could just be a lookalike.'

"Who is this Miss James?" Two nearby businessmen whispered amongst themselves.

"I heard she is Tristan's sister, the second largest shareholder of the James Group."

"So young and already so influential?"

"Indeed, she's impressive. Rumor has it that Miss James outbid the Clemens Group for the Atlantic coastline with a staggering 30 billion dollars. She's truly exceptional!" "And not to mention, Miss James is stunning!"

"Watch your words; she's known to have a fiery temper. She even had a confrontation with Mr. Clemens in the parking lot today."

"Really? She dared to challenge Mr. Clemens?"

"Absolutely; I saw it with my own eyes."

"Well, I'll be sure to steer clear of her then..."

Overhearing this exchange, Amelia's confusion deepened. 'How did Sadie become the second largest shareholder of the James family? Does she have such a powerful background?'