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

Chapter 142 Deliberate Impersonation

"So that's what happened..." realization dawned on Sadie, yet immediately something felt off, "But that demon is so domineering and strong, how could you have possibly taken me from him?" "After all, you're my girlfriend," Alan replied flawlessly, "No matter how domineering he is, he has no right. Besides, he had clients at the time; he wouldn't jeopardize his business over a woman..." "That's true." Sadie was convinced, having seen Micah's single-minded focus on business, seeing nothing but the deal at hand.

She pondered his behavior today - if he really had rescued her that night, then the one who'd been intimate with her was him. Yet, he had never mentioned this...

Unless... he was the real 'debt repaying male escort', and the man beside her now was an imposter!

Sadie looked at the "debt repaying male escort" beside her and quickly dismissed the thought. Impossible - she had watched Micah get into his car with her own eyes, while this guy had picked her up in the very car he was driving now. The two were one after the other, just a minute apart. "Debt-Repaying Male Escort" couldn't possibly be capable of being in two places at once, no matter how powerful he was.

So, Micah was Micah, and this guy beside her had to be the real "Debt-Repaying Male Escort." There was no mistake!

"What are you thinking about?" Alan leaned in with a teasing tone. "Surprised I'm not a male escort?"

contemplating whether she could get him to acknowledge their children now

me to

but burst

out and pinched her cheek. "You look beautiful

help, he seemed to show up just

to her account every day, reporting

made her laugh, cheered her

a person was

"Where are you taking us? Why are we getting further from my home?" "Out for a late-night snack, it's too early to head home." Alan had no idea where her house was, but he was quick to lie, his responses smooth and seamless. "No,

"Miss, Mia's fever has gotten worse..." "I'll be right there," Sadie panicked, "Brenda, get the insurance card and a thermos ready. I'll head straight to the hospital once

hung up, Alan found the home address in the navigation history and immediately turned the car around. "We'll be there in ten minutes!" "Thank you." Sadie was heartened to see that he remembered her address. "I deleted your number last time, send me a text, so I can save