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

Chapter 716 Pulling Down the Rival 2

Micah's eyebrow arched in a playful manner as he announced, "The real fun is yet to begin." He paused, a smirk playing on his lips. "By the time you leave tonight, you'll no longer see that woman as anything extraordinary." "Sadie, you mean?" Louis' mind was immediately filled with thoughts of her, guilt gnawing at his conscience. "I still think she's great. If she knew I was here, she would be upset. Forget it, I should go back..."

He began to turn away, but his departure was interrupted.

A stunning woman, adorned in a sexy cat-themed outfit, collided with him. Her lips, painted a vibrant red, parted slightly as she spoke, her breath carrying the sweet scent of orchids. "Where are you off to, handsome?" she asked. Louis' eyes widened in surprise, his gaze involuntarily trailing from her elegant collarbone down to her generous cleavage. A slow trickle of blood seeped from his nose.

The cat-costumed woman covered her mouth, a giggle escaping her lips. "Feeling a little overheated, are we? Have some chilled wine to cool down." She beckoned her companions and guided Louis into Micah's private quarters. Andrew sighed, watching the scene unfold. "Louis reminds me of my first time at the Night Club," he mused, "So shy, so timid, so out of place... and then you dragged me into it." He shot Micah a resentful look, adding, "Now you're unfazed by everything!"

Micah smirked, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Isn't that a good thing? You've built up immunity. Despite frequenting this place, you've managed to maintain your innocence. That's quite an achievement!"

Andrew's face flushed with embarrassment at Micah's words. "Mr. Clemens, how could you..." he stammered, but Micah merely smirked and confidently strode into the private room.

who had been observing the exchange, turned to Andrew. "Are you really innocent?" Alan

as Andrew disappeared into the private room, skillfully sidestepping two bunny-costumed girls without so much as a flinch. Alan admired Andrew, who had unknowingly become a role model in his heart. He silently vowed to maintain his own purity and

cats, foxes, and bunnies, along with mature women in seductive red dresses, filled the room. Every imaginable style was

dark paradise, surrounded by a bevy of beauties who plied him with wine and grapes.

on the edge of morality and desire. His hands clenched the leather of the sofa,

me, get off..." he

unbuckle my

"Don't touch my thigh!!!

Don't sit

help me, save

a laugh and gestured with a wave of his hand.

wiping the sweat from his forehead and taking