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

Chapter 233 Unmasking the Truth

"Not so fast..." Leah quickly realized something was off. "He couldn't possibly know we're at the Night Club, could he?"

No sooner had the words left her lips than Leah became anxious. She hurriedly commanded her two bodyguards, "Guard the door, don't let any of Micah's guys break in..." Before she could finish, the door to the private room was kicked open with a crash.

Both door and men were trampled underfoot.

"Pathetic," Andrew muttered coldly.

Leah quickly whipped out a sharp dagger and held it to Sadie's throat, "Don't come any closer, or I'll kill her!"

This scene wasn't new to Andrew; he knew it all too well.

The difference was that this time, Sadie was surprisingly compliant.

She tilted her head back, pleading urgently, "Andrew, she just wants to save her parents. Please, tell Mr. Clemens to release them."

"Right, just let my folks go, and I won't bother her again. Otherwise, we all go down together!"

Leah's voice trembled, her hand holding the knife also shaking.

Then, leaning closer, she whispered in Sadie's ear, "My phone's been on the video playback screen this whole time. If they don't release them soon, I'll leak the video of you and those three bastards."

me? Release them now," Sadie ordered

to

Andrew could finish, a flash of silver zipped through the

to the floor as the dagger and phone fell from

flee; instead,

retrieving the dagger, Leah defensively positioned herself, prepared for any sudden moves. Sadie cried out as her shoulder was nicked by

before the dagger could plunge deeper, Andrew

Leah was subdued.

Sadie fell to

Micah cursed

to look at him, startled at first, then

expose him again, and instinctively turned his face

mask this time; instead, she yanked open his shirt

bite mark on his shoulder surrounded

of coincidence could explain away something like

she looked up

Micah scooped

his hands were occupied, Sadie suddenly reached out and ripped off his

appeared even more stern in the dim light, brows furrowed, eyes displaying a chilly firmness and a cold, shimmering threat.

was the