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

Chapter 87 A Famous Male Escort

Upon hearing these words, Leah felt even more aggrieved and burst into tears, covering her face. "Ronan doesn't love me. He only has Sadie in his eyes. He has no feelings for me." "Alright, stop crying..." Kathleen hugged her tenderly, feeling sorry for her. "Silly child, mommy will seek justice for you."

"Let's go to the lounge and check your foot for injuries."

"I want to go back first," Sadie said, but Micah clearly didn't hear. The auction was about to start, and the music was loud.

She had to lean over and say it in his ear again, "Mr. Clemens, I want to go back first."

"It's still early." Micah embraced her delicate waist and pulled her into his arms. He lightly brushed her tender cheek with his cold thin lips and whispered in her ear, "Is being with a male escort fun? Hmm?" Feeling his wicked gaze, Sadie panicked and hurried to explain, "Actually, back then, I was only..."

"I've heard more than one person mention this in front of me." Micah gently nibbled her earlobe, and his scorching voice quivered with the charm of a flirtatious person. "It seems that you've become famous for playing with male escorts." A tingling, numb, and soft sensation rushed through her body like an electric shock...

Sadie trembled all over, her heart racing with nervousness. She quickly pushed him away and moved to the side.

Seeing her flustered appearance, Micah's lips curved into a shallow arc...

regardless of the reason, he

like his heart was being clenched, was filled with discomfort. His tightly clenched

to rush

where are Leah and your

resting in the reception

look too good." Felipe asked

you go and ask them yourself? Don't bother

years, Ronan had always been polite and courteous, never losing his temper, even in difficult situations. What happened to him today?

I lost control for

two, the mother and daughter, are quite troublesome. Sometimes they even annoy me. Don't be angry, I'll

the charity auction is officially beginning." On

table, under dazzling lights, a ruby necklace

as soon

them French treasures. They are expensive and rare. These things will definitely sell for sky-high prices..." "What does it matter if it's expensive? My husband can afford it,"

foot in front of Ronan.