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

Chapter 9 Work Harder, Toy Boy!

"How much do you think I can earn each night?" Leaning back on the sofa, Micah swirled his wine glass and leisurely looked at her. "What if I get no luck?" "Given how you look, I don't think that's gonna happen."

Sadie scrutinized him from head to toe and her gaze somehow fell between his legs.

"I heard that even an average's gonna earn seven or eight hundred bucks each time, and about 2 grand for a whole night. As for you, I would say at least 2 grands each night, right?"

"So, you're suggesting I give you one grand every night?" A deeper smirk curled up at the corner of Micah's lips. "You're easily satisfied."

"I didn't say that!" Sadie snapped back. "I mean... you owe me a minimum of 5,000 dollars every night. To make up for your past mistakes, you need to work harder and bring in more money for me. Got it?" "Money is not a problem." Micah seemed quite generous. He then asked in confusion, "But how did you recognize me just now?"

"I saw your tattoo. The wolf's head." Sadie was afraid that he would deny it.

into her eyes. "So, you didn't

night I was drunk and couldn't

took a sip of his

or I'll complain to the nightclub manager." Sadie quickly warned, "And I heard that you're transexual. If that's discovered, you won't be able to work here anymore." Micah froze, his eyes narrowing

no?" Sadie quickly took out a pen and paper

for what happened in the

at her scribble on the contract. "You

enjoy sleeping with escorts? It was an accident back then! You're the only man I've ever slept

couldn't recognize what his name was. Feeling that

the contract was signed, feeling triumphant. "It's a deal now, no backing out. Why don't we start right now? Where's the

don't you place an order? I'll give you a 50% discount..." "Nice try!" Sadie got rid of him at once. She grabbed the contract in a panic and pushed him aside. "Don't ever think about tricking me! From now