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

Chapter 321 You're Asking for It, I'll Oblige

"Sadie, Sadie..." Mason shouted from outside, "Sadie, are you okay?"

"Micah, I'm warning you, if you hurt even a hair on Sadie's head, I won't let you off."

"Mason, this is a hospital. Please keep your voice down."

Dahlia arrived in a hurry and scolded him sternly.

"Brenda called me and said the kids were missing." Mason's anger erupted, "Did Micah take him? That bastard! Did he stoop so low as to harm a three-year-old? Does he not realize who that child is..." "Enough! stop it," Dahlia interjected, annoyed, "You're going to cause harm to Miss Roth."

"What are you talking about? How could I possibly harm her?" Mason didn't want to continue arguing with her and turned back to yell at the room, "Micah, get out here—"

His words barely left his mouth when the door swung open.

Micah stood just inside the door, sporting a white shirt, his tie loosely around his neck. Even with his messy, casual air, an intimidating aura about him could easily take one's breath away.

His eyes pierced Mason frigidly as he interrogated, "Mason, when will you stop hounding me?"

you take those three kids? Tell me!" Mason

eyes narrowing dangerously,

wounded waist painstakingly, and pleaded urgently, "He didn't take

of Sadie's pale, weakened form tore at Mason's heart. He rushed to support her, asking, "Are you hurt? Who did this to you?" Micah knocked Sadie to the ground with

appeared to be in

deliberately, "What are

bastard!" Mason swung his fist, ready to strike

him desperately, her frail body trembling as she held on to him, "Mason, stop this

leave her be. His

belied a tender heart. A few sincere pleas from Sadie would be enough to get Micah to agree to look

bound to

with me." Mason tried to take

A mocking sneer played on Micah's lips as he reached out abruptly and seized Mason by the throat.

Mason was gasping for air, his eyes rolling back, his face turning a ghastly

"No-stop!"

screamed in terror, rushing forward to intervene, only to be shoved aside

her pain turning her face

hastened to help