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

Chapter 415 Tip

Micah's gaze narrowed dangerously at the sight of Sadie's captured hand.

"Are you not letting go?" Andrew's icy voice demanded. "Do you want to lose that hand?" Panicked, the man hastily released Sadie and stumbled backward, collapsing onto the couch.,

"W-Who are you guys?" he askeding in a scared, shaky voice., "W-Who are you guys?"

Everyone else on the couch was petrified, too afraid to even breathe.

"Whichever hand touched her, break it!"

Leaving that grim command behind, Micah turned and walked away.

Sadie stood frozen in place, her eyes wide with shock. Before she could grasp the situation, a pitiful scream echoed from behind her.: "Ah!"

Instinctively looking back, Sadie instinctively looked back and saw Andrew crushing the man's hand against the wall. T, the sound of bones breaking pierceding through the air!... The man's face contorted in agony as he fought in vain.

The rest were too terror-stricken to move, curling up in the corner, silent as the grave.

The womenprincesses, unaccustomed to such brutal scenes, were trembling in shock, their hands covering their eyes.

"Idiot!" Andrew hissed coldly, retracting his foot.

The man collapsed on the floor, passing out from the intense pain.

Sadie was frozen in place, and it took her a moment to snap back to reality.

you spacing out for?" Andrew said, motioning her forward with a

sure if this

muster her calm, Sadie

dread filled her.

downturned, appearing calm and indifferent.All the way there,

lounging on the sofa, silently sipping

at the doorway, too

"Please.," Andrew gestured again.

choice but to takewalk a few steps forward, stopping in

silent, not looking at

the glass down, he finally gave a

then went behind the screen to the bar sink

stood by, perplexed by

hands, standing timidly, uncertain of what

nodded. "Decant another bottle.," Micah nodded towards his

opened a bottle of wine, and began to

watched her hands

for two reasons. O: one was that someone else had touched her hands and he found that dirty. T; the other was that he wanted to check her identity through the scars on her hands. She was nervous, but thankfully, the cut on the back of

cigar on

decanting the wine wouldn't reveal her palm unless he were to pull

Micah half a glass. Afterward, she stood back quietly, head bowed, awaiting his direction without once meeting his gaze. Her poise remained unbroken.Once the wine was ready, Sadie poured Micah half a

and waited quietly with her head down,

time, she never once

She kept her poise!

his glass without a word and