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

Chapter 25 My Sadistic Boss

"Stop fooling around!" Sadie clung to him, her voice laced with worry. "I went to your private room, and they said there was a death last night. I thought it was you. And that wealthy woman's check bounced. What really happened last night?"

"Let's get out of here first."

Micah ushered her out through a back exit.

Just as the bodyguards of those wealthy women were closing in, Andrew sent them flying with a well-placed kick.

As they stepped out of the club, the thumping bass of the club gradually faded away, replaced by the soothing quiet of the evening.

"I was wrong yesterday," Sadie rushed to apologize. "I shouldn't have left you with those rich women. Are you all right?"

Without a word, Micah simply made a gesture towards the approaching bodyguards.

They promptly retreated.

treat you like that again..." Sadie pleaded,

brow furrowed.

even know your real name though," Sadie protested. As he propelled her forward, she inquired, "Where are you taking

wrist, Micah signaled Andrew, who tossed the

with a backhand, then opened the

on earth can you afford such a luxury? Don't tell me you're some bored trust fund baby moonlighting as a male escort for kicks." Micah

the story?" Sadie's curiosity was piqued. "Is

muttered, struggling to come up with a plausible explanation,

got rich sugar mamas lined

blurting

although he probably hadn't noticed them, it was best not to risk revealing the secret.

many sugar mamas do

an eyebrow. "One is more than enough work,

one,' Sadie thought. 'With a Rolls-Royce Phantom and an Aston Martin, this sugar mama must be quite the catch!' "What's with you?" Micah's voice was laced with condescension as he cast a dismissive look at Sadie's tousled

Almost got run over on my way to work, fell and got a bruise on my butt, and scraped