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

Chapter 15 Strike Back

Monday was a whirlwind, and Sadie was running on fumes by the time she hit the office. It wasn't until the lunch bell rang that she could finally kick back and take a breather. She headed up to the 21st floor for a bite with her peeps from the admin crew and ran smack into Micah the moment the elevator doors slid open.

A lean silhouette radiated a vibe so intense it was like a force field, making the air crackle with tension.

The staff scurried out of the way, heads down, eyes glued to the floor, not daring to make eye contact.

Sadie couldn't resist a sneak peek and bam! She locked eyes with Micah's deep, piercing gaze. Heart pounding, she ducked her head, thinking, 'Did the devil himself just give me the stink eye?' Micah's voice cut through the silence. "No need to be so formal. Loosen up, everyone."

The staff exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with surprise. It was the first time they'd heard Micah's voice, and it was like music to their ears.

He settled by the window, flanked by his goons, while Andrew went to fetch his grub.

Sadie took another peek, the sun bouncing off him like he was a Hollywood heartthrob.

before quickly shaking the notion away and joining her colleagues at the table, ready to

stink eye and

got a spread that could rival a five-star hotel's, and it's all on the house." Sadie didn't bite, kept her head down, and chewed in

the ladies, whispered, "What's the occasion? Why's

same thing," Alice chimed in, peeking at the table across the room. "Ever since Mr. Clemens showed up, it's

so uptight," Samuel reassured them, playing it cool. "Mr. Clemens might seem frosty, but

Mr. Clemens pretty well," a curious coworker piped up. "I saw

at

three levels in half a year," one of the guys remarked, "You've got Mr. Clemens in

guys were quick to butter Samuel

out for us in the

put in the work at

got

her heels. "Sadie,