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."

overnight or regular?"

brow furrowed in

kind with wings or without?" she probed

feeling a headache coming

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

Micah snapped, on the

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

one

voice broke

the scene from the doorway, a complex mix of feelings swelling inside

for her, and she

then asked,

Sadie nodded, embracing Micah's arm with

her and whispered, "I thought you took

I could ever escape your grip." Sadie stuck out her tongue at him, took

out a wad of cash from his pocket, threw it on the counter, and

looked at the sanitary products and snorted with laughter. "Never thought you'd be out

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