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

Chapter 392 A Resounding Slap

Sadie stood petrified, eyes wide in shock, staring at Micah. Micah's head was tilted, his brow furrowed, not saying a word.

A bright red mark swiftly bloomed on his cheek, the imprint of a hand slowly materializing...

"I never laid a hand on you throughout your childhood," Micah's grandfather said in a terrifyingly low voice, a murderous look still in his eyes. You were smart, obedient, and understanding, never a disappointment. Until now—"

"I am not a puppet!" Micah cut him off sharply. "Nor am I your tool to fix mistakes!"

"What did you say?" Micah's grandfather's voice shook, his gaze stunned.

"Isn't it true?" Micah's mocking sneer cut through the air. "My father was trapped in a love affair and died unexpectedly, so you pinned all your hopes on me. You strictly controlled my relationships, who I dated, whom I married, even who I befriended-all had to have your approval!"

"Micah..."

"What? Was one slap not enough?" Micah lifted his chin defiantly. "Then go ahead, give me a few more. Consider them returned!"

"You-inexcusable beast..." Micah's grandfather trembled with fury, raising his hand for another strike.

over to intervene, "Please, calm down. Take

hurried over and grasped at Micah's grandfather's sleeve, her

annoyed, simply closed his eyes briefly

Micah's

He just kept walking

Clemens!" Andrew quickly followed

low in the room, not daring

staring at the direction Micah had left,

up against his grandfather and

person; it wasn't just about getting hit-for him, even

these people,

man like him, his dignity and

Micah's grandfather glared furiously

bowed her head, not

poisoning, it must have been a misunderstanding. Let's just chalk it up as a favor for me and put an end to this matter. No

he cast a knowing glance at