Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 339 Coco Gets Drunk

Micah was right; the night was pure torture for Sadie.

Mason arranged for a staff member to draw her a hot bath, telling her to soak and try to get some sleep.

But she couldn't sleep; she just sat hunched in the tub, staring at her phone's dimming screen, spaced out. She was waiting for a call.

She was scared to blink, too afraid to breathe too loudly or let her heart beat too fast; she feared missing any news about the kids. Now, she felt that she would do anything for Micah if only she could see her children-if only they could live a safe, peaceful life. But...

After an hour, her eyes were almost aching from the strain, but the phone still hadn't rung.

Sadie buried her face in her knees, letting her tears fall into the bathwater.

Knock, knock! The staff worried that she might be in trouble, so they came in and helped her out of the bathtub. They dried her off, wrapped her in a robe, and blow-dried her hair. By the time they finished, it was already one in the morning. Not a peep from her cell phone.

Sadie's heart was in agony, as though it was being fried in a pan. She couldn't stand it anymore and dialed Micah's number.

Ring, ring...

The phone kept ringing, but no one answered until it finally cut off.

Sadie's hand was trembling as she held her phone. But she dared not call again for fear of angering Micah, worried he might take it out on the children.

Yet, she couldn't bear the agonizing wait.

So she texted Micah.

"I know I was wrong. I'll do anything you ask; please let my children go."

"From now on, I'll do whatever you say. I'll be your slave, I'll never defy you again. Please, Micah, I'm begging you to let them go." "Please..."

She sent three messages in a row but didn't receive a reply.

Sadie lay in bed, her tears nearly dried up.

She couldn't sleep or cry; she was on the verge of an emotional breakdown.

Regret flooded her heart; she cursed her inability to see earlier that one can't harden an egg against a rock.

She should have been a soulless servant.

She never should have humiliated him before Mr. Clemens and Amelia, let alone defy or run away.

On the other end, Micah's brows furrowed as he looked at the messages.

After a moment's hesitation, he still made a callback.

"Hello?" Sadie answered almost instantly, her hand and voice quivering. "I swear I'll be obedient from now on; I will, just please release my kids. Please..." "Remember what you promised!" Micah warned coldly.

"I remember, I do!" Sadie nodded frantically. "I won't forget this time." "The kids are at home," Micah finally disclosed. "Go see for yourself." With that, he hung up.

In a rush, Sadie grabbed her phone and ran to find Mason. "Mason, Mason, hurry and take me home. The kids are found." Mason, changing clothes in the room, jumped as the door burst open, stumbling and landing awkwardly on the bed.

Without a second thought, Sadie pulled him up, "Mason, please arrange for the driver to take me back. They found the kids." "Hold on, let me get dressed, and I'll take you," Mason said, his face flushed. "And you, go change. Oh, and make sure to bring Coco." Only then did Sadie remember that Coco was also at Mason's place, having been treated by the vet that day.

Sadie immediately went out to look for Coco. The staff swiftly called the vet, who handed Sadie the cage containing Coco and said, without a trace of expression, "There's nothing wrong with her health; she's just drunk." "Excuse me?" Sadie was stunned. "Drunk?"

"Yes, she got into quite a bit of alcohol. She's still out of it." The vet cautioned, "This little parrot is lucky though. Birds usually can't handle that much alcohol; it can be fatal. But she seems fine. I'd expect her to sleep it off for a couple of days."