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

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Chapter 398 Two Million Investment As Sadie left the coffee shop, her mind churned with conflicting thoughts. Jonathan's proposal seemed enticing, yet with a family relying on her, uprooting wasn't as simple as it sounded. Brenda remained hospitalized, and Nathan was recuperating from a broken leg. This wasn't the opportune moment for any major changes.

In the vicinity of Newark, the towns housing the factories lacked adequate educational and medical resources. Education could wait a bit-after all, the kids were young, and a delay of a year or two wasn't a big deal-but she couldn't afford to take it lightly when it cto treatment.

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If Nathan's broken right leg didn't heal properly, what would they do about potential complications in the future? And then there was Brenda, suffering from a moderate stroke, still in the hospital...

Staying in Newark, they could receive the best care. Once they left, there were no guarantees for these issues.

Regardless, she had to wait until both Brenda and Nathan's conditions were stable.

That night, Sadie tossed and turned, unable to sleep as she contemplated her options.

The first thing she did the next morning was to approach Nathan's pediatrician. "Dr. Charles, how's Nathan's leg? When can we expect a full recovery?" "Kids recover faster than adults, typically in about three and a half months. Nathan is a strong boy, so he might heal even sooner." After thanking Dr. Charles, she sent the kids off to school and visited Brenda in the hospital.

Dahlia mentioned that Brenda needed surgery, as well as physical therapy. With both treatments, she could be back to her old self in approximately two months.

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With this information, Sadie made her decision and immediately called Jonathan for a meeting.

"You've made up your mind so quickly?" Jonathan was surprised.

"Mr. Chase, I can't leave just yet. Givethree months to settle things here, and then I'll join you folks," Sadie said, pulling out her bank card and handing it to Jonathan. "Here's $2,000,000, all my savings. Consider it my share in the investment." "This... This won't do," Jonathan refused, flustered. "You can cto work at the factory in a few months. We're still getting things ready-your expertise is your investment, so why givemoney?" "You have to take this money," Sadie insisted firmly. "Being part of the investment means getting shares with clear justification. Otherwise, how could I accept any profits in good conscience?" "But..." "I know you're looking out for me, and I understand that buying those factories is no small venture." Sadie sighed. "Those three factories cover a vast area, plus the machinery-it all costs money." "Yeah, buying all three is out of reach," Jonathan admitted. "Leung, Geng, and I put together just enough to buy one, and that alone costs $10,000,000." "Isn't that settled then?" Sadie stuffed her bank card into Jonathan's hands. "I'll put in $2,000,000. Just givea 20% share later on." "No, no, no, we'd give you a share regardless of your investment," Jonathan refused to take her money, expressing his concern. "You're a young woman and need to keep scash on hand."

"If I don't put in money, there's no way I'll accept any shares from you." Sadie was getting anxious. "Please, I'm begging you, don't makefeel like a parasite!" With her standing firm, Jonathan fell silent and took the bank card. "Alright, we'll split it evenly among the four of us. You'll get 25%."

"I won't stand on ceremony then." Sadie knew that to continue would be endless. "You guys go ahead and start the preparations. I'll cfind you once I'm done with my affairs here." "Got it," Jonathan nodded eagerly, "The factory is in Biston, a little over 400 kilometers from Newark. I'll arrange everything and wait for your arrival!"

"Remember, we have to keep this lowkey. No one can know I'm m investing," Sadie instructed seriously. "And don't let anyone know I'll be joining the factory." "Understood, don't worry about it."

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