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

Chapter 155 You Are My Antidote

"Just one beer," Alan felt strange himself that evening, "Weird, normally I can drink ten with no effect." "You should pull over and call a designated driver," Sadie hastily advised, "We can't break traffic laws." "Stopping now, we might get caught up to," Alan kept a wary eye on the rearview mirror.

"Why do I feel like you're more afraid of my boss than I am?" Sadie remarked offhandedly.

Alan's eyes flickered, but he quickly rationalized, "Isn't it you who doesn't want to bump into him? I'm just trying to avoid trouble for you." "Quit talking and call a designated driver," Sadie urged.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Alan said, driving the car towards the suburbs at great speed, darting through traffic as if drag racing.

"What are you doing? You can't race in the city, stop." Sadie turned to look at Alan.

His face was flushed, sweat gleaming on his forehead; he was clearly not in his right mind.

"You look just like I did that day..." Sadie realized with shock, her eyes wide open, "You can't have been drugged, can you?"

remembering how those three girls had clung to him, one of them kissing him. But he had quickly pushed her away and then downed a large

Sadie panicked, feeling the

of her hand softly, and with heavy breaths said, "I'll take responsibility for

Sadie became even more nervous, "Don't mess around; let's go

looked at her with smoldering eyes, "I need an antidote,

DTT Bar.

leather chair, twirling a black and gold ring in

as ice,

was indeed performing here, and Mr. Alan has been coming often recently. They left through the back door about

and said, "Mr. Clemens, I didn't know Sadie was yours. I

have died from those two words!" Micah's voice carried a terrifying murderous intent. "Mr. Clemens, please, don't be angry with me!" Jonny was sweating profusely, bending over to apologize. Micah did not harm him and stood up to leave without turning back, commanding, "Close the bar; it's a curse." "Yes." Jonny hung his head, not

to a lake

opening the convertible top, a cool breeze enveloped them, bringing a

I'll go find you a doctor..." With that, she tried to push the