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

Chapter 263 But You Can't Escape My Grasp

Micah's narrowing eyes glinted coldly, yet he made no move. Instead, he took out a brand-new phone from his pocket and casually spun it in his hand. "Where's my phone?"

Sadie had bolted over 200 meters before realizing she didn't have her phone with her. Today, she had given all her cash to Micah, and now she was penniless. She looked around. Her place was over 50 kilometers away, so walking back wasn't an option.

She had no phone or money and couldn't get back. What now?

It was late at night, and only those 24-hour convenience stores were still open. All other shops were closed.

There was nowhere to hide.

Moreover, there were no payphones or taxis in sight.

Sadie let out a long sigh and turned back, thinking, 'Screw it. Wrestling with this devil is still better than being homeless on the streets.'

...

"Sir, what brand of pads would you like?" the store clerk asked cheerfully.

"Doesn't matter." Micah glanced at his watch. "She'll be back in under three minutes."

need overnight or regular?"

Micah's brow furrowed in

do you want the kind with wings or without?" she

headache coming on. "Just mix it

up?" she pressed. "Like, a mix of each brand and type, or a mix of winged and

the brink of losing

I don't know what you want..." The clerk's voice trailed as she persisted in

overnight, one pack,

broke

a complex

buy pads for her, and

asked, pointing towards

nodded, embracing Micah's

her and whispered, "I

your grip." Sadie stuck out her tongue at him, took the pads from the clerk, and nudged him. "Pay

pocket, threw it

and snorted with laughter. "Never thought you'd be out shopping for me. I assumed..." "Shut it!" Micah

out to be an errand for feminine products. It made people treat him like a criminal, followed by an inquisition