NovelBookChapter 302 A Slew of Suitors Sadie kept her head down nervously, afraid to even breathe.
She couldn't say that she was handpicked by Samuel Brown, who was once an underling of her father. Her acceptance had less to do with her qualifications and more with Samuel's dishonorable intentions. "It waswho hired her," Micah said indifferently.
"Shut your mouth!" Micah's grandfather shot him a furious glare.
"Alright," Micah relented, but he reached out to pull out a chair next to him, gesturing for Sadie to sit down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSadie glanced at Micah's grandfather, hesitant to take the seat.
Amelia's face turned various shades of anger, seeing Micah defend Sadie in this manner.
"Sit," Micah's grandfather surprisingly offered in a generous tone.
Only then did Sadie take a seat, though she still kept her head down, too intimidated to speak.
When the staff brought in new cutlery and breakfast, Sadie spoke softly, "No need, I should be going." "Who said you could leave?" Micah's grandfather asked, his tone cold and arrogant. Startled, Sadie looked up at him.
"Every person ought to know their place," Micah's grandfather casually said, tossing a slice of bread in front of Sadie. "Like this bread. It's just an appetizer, something to tide you over, but it's never the main event." "That's so true, Grandpa," Amelia said with a beaming smile, casting a provocative glance at Sadie. "Of course, for those from the slums, who can't even secure a proper meal, bread might be all they have for the day." Micah frowned slightly but remained silent.
Taking a deep breath, Sadie finally looked up at Amelia and sneered. "And what do you see yourself as, Ms. Amelia? The main course of a rich man's table? Aren't you just another steak to be carved up?" "You..." Amelia was at a loss for words for a moment.
Sadie turned her gaze to Micah's grandfather, speaking with composure, "Sir, the bread never wished to be on your dining table. It was content in its bakery, cherished by many who valued it. It was brought here to be an appetizer without its consent. I believe you shouldn't blthe bread but rather the person who insists on bringing it here." Micah's eyes narrowed in a dangerous squint, turning to glare at Sadie.
"How dare you!" Micah's grandfather bellowed. "Are you saying Micah forcibly claimed you and won't leave you alone?" "That's shameless!" Amelia's composure finally shattered. She couldn't bear the thought that the man she longed for, the one she couldn't attain, was being spoken of by another woman as if he were an annoyance.
"In any case, I'm not the one clinging to him," Sadie took the opportunity to state her position. "If you dislike me, you're free to tell him to stop seekingout." She had had enough of Amelia harassing and humiliating her repeatedly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd now there was this old man? She wondered how much more bullying she would have to endure... As such, it was tto lay it all out on the table.
She had made her stance clear. If Micah kept pursuing her after this, she wouldn't be to blame.
"You heard her?" Micah's grandfather fixed his gaze on Micah.
"Yeah." Micah nodded, lifted the wine glass before him, and downed his drink in one gulp. Then with am nonchalant tone he admitted, "Indeed, I'm the one who took her, bothered her, and controlled her." He spoke with rhythm and a sense of imagery, using three terms that captivated everyone present. Every person in the room was stunned.
Sadie's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him. Had she heard e him right? Was he admitting, in front of his grandfather, Amelia, and all these witnesses, that he was the one pursuing her? Was he throwing away all his pride? Amelia stood there, dumbfounded, questioning her own hearing.
"You..." Micah's grandfather's face suddenly turned a grim shade of purple as he clutched at his chest, pointing angrily at Micah. "Do you even comprehend the gravity of your words?"
"Easy, Grandpa." Micah lounged back in his chair, a smile playing on his lips as he regarded his grandfather "It's pretty common for a guy to have a few mistresses on the side, as long as the main squeeze is someone you're proud to bring home."
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