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?"

kids? Tell me!" Mason demanded,

his eyes narrowing dangerously, fierce

clutching her wounded waist painstakingly, and pleaded urgently, "He didn't take the kids. This isn't your fight. Please,

you?" The sight 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 a kick at the party that

be

deliberately, "What are you going to do about

bastard!" Mason swung his fist, ready to

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

her be. His involvement only

She knew all too well that Micah cared deeply for Sadie; his tough exterior belied a tender heart. A few sincere pleas from Sadie would be enough to get Micah

bound

with me." Mason

played on Micah's lips as he reached out

an instant, Mason was gasping for air, his eyes rolling back, his face turning a ghastly shade of purple,

"No-stop!"

in terror, rushing forward to intervene, only

fell to the ground, her pain turning

to help