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

Chapter 19 Become a Qualified Debtor

"15 thousand dollars? How can you afford it?" one of the women questioned, looking narrowly at Sadie.

Sadie wanted to refute it angrily but quickly held it back. "I've been saving up. I took out my annual salary just to spend a night with this man!"

"Only 15 thousand dollars for a year?" mocked those women, "You're so poor yet still want to play with escorts. What a shame!"

"Well, what does it matter? He's mine, anyway." Sadie touched Micah's muscular chest provocatively. "Look at this figure. I'd be willing to spend 150 thousand dollars, let alone 15 thousand!" The rich ladies even drooled at the sight of Micah's body.

Micah fixed his gaze on Sadie, steely sparks flickering in his eyes!

Sadie evaded his glance and was very flustered. She was willing to go all out for the money.

"150 thousand dollars. Deal!" One lady smirked and threw a check to Sadie, "Now you can get lost!"

"Ten times the amount," another sneered, "Girls like you from the lower class don't know how long it would take to earn 150 thousand dollars. You hit the jackpot! So get out now." "Yeah, Okay. Take the money on the table and go!"

They urged Sadie to leave immediately and not ruin their fun, their patience wearing thin.

Sadie examined the check-no problem. Then she put it away and quickly grabbed the money on the table inside her bag. "I'll leave pronto! Have fun, ladies!"

got up and

someone grabbed her clothes from behind. She turned around and found Toy

his hand and ran off with her bulging

watched her fleeing, his hand gripping the glass

private room, a slight twinge of guilt hitting her. She wondered, 'Those ladies

Those women were approaching Micah like hungry

of sight, so she couldn't see

imagined Micah trembling on the sofa, begging for mercy, "Please spare me!"

Sadie closed the door and hurriedly left against

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"We're coming! Ahahaha!"

excitedly pounced on

as he lowered his gaze, the trio plummeted to the ground as if an earthquake happened, almost smashing the

entered, cautiously asking,

them away," Micah ordered as he stepped across the

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of the nightclub

guilty, she sent a text message to

No response.

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