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

Chapter 752 Who Dares to Touch My Man

Twenty minutes downhill, the two cars converged.

When Micah got in the car, he ordered, "Team one, go with me to the Night Club, and team two, go back."

"Got it," Andrew was overjoyed.

Rylan felt a bit aggrieved.

Every time Micah went to places like the Night Club and Noble Summit Manor for fun, he always took Andrew and Alan with him, and his second team did all the hard work. "Go back and rest well," Micah casually reminded.

Rylan immediately straightened his back, feeling a surge of strength again.

"Good job." Andrew patted Rylan's shoulder and led his people into the car.

Rylan watched them leave, and the followers behind him sighed, "When will Micah take us to the Night Club to experience it?" "There will be a chance!" said Rylan.

Micah slipped into his gear in the car, gave his hair a quick fix, scrutinized his reflection in the mirror, and then finally disembarked. The Night Club was perpetually swarming with people, teeming with young, attractive men and women lost in the throes of pleasure. Micah wedged himself into the crowd, aiming to cross over to the booths, but was intercepted by three corpulent, affluent matrons. With a look of thrill in their eyes, they appraised him from head to toe and then burst out.

would have thought, running into the King of male escorts from two years ago, right

so long that we didn't

long as you

three women grew increasingly animated, their excited chatter escalating

a familiar figure watching him not far away,

already have plans!"

clothes, preventing him from leaving. "Hold up, hot stuff, whatever anyone else throws

in three times that, tenfold,

it a thought; we ladies have got the skills;

their pitch, the three loaded ladies extended their

frowned and quickly stepped back to avoid, but the three rich women were ruthless and

about to overwhelm Micah on the sofa, a slender hand suddenly

his head and saw Sadie in white, cold and cool, like

climbed up from the couch, cursing loudly, "Who's the bitch

Sadie declared arrogantly, with one hand on Micah's shoulder. "You have designs on him? Are you looking for

a sly grin, a peculiar twinkle lighting