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?"

he had quickly pushed her away and then downed a large beer in front of him. Could it

Sadie panicked, feeling the

baby..." Alan held her hand, kissed the back of her hand

Hearing this, Sadie became even more nervous,

at her with smoldering eyes,

DTT Bar.

the silver leather chair, twirling a black

as cold as ice, the slight

been

"Mr. Clemens, I

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

car next to a lake

convertible top, a cool breeze enveloped

afflicted by the drug's effects, she was in total panic, "I, I'll go find you a doctor..." With that, she tried to push the car door open to run