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.

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

long that we didn't get to sleep with

flush with cash. As long as you satisfy us, we're ready

excited chatter escalating as they edged

deal with them, but he noticed a familiar figure

already have plans!" he

bypass them and walk away. However, one of the women grabbed his clothes, preventing him from leaving. "Hold up, hot stuff, whatever anyone else

pitch in three times that, tenfold, that's a whopping thirty times

thought; we ladies have got the

pitch, the three loaded

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

as the three of them were about to overwhelm Micah

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

very embarrassed. They angrily climbed up from the couch, cursing loudly, "Who's the bitch daring

Micah's shoulder. "You have designs on him? Are you looking for

lips curled into a sly grin, a peculiar twinkle lighting up his