Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 139 Striking It Rich

Sadie quickly averted her gaze, her mind filling with doubts again-could that boy really be the "debt-repaying male escort"?

She didn't have time to dwell on that now as she put the black lace mask from the previous time on and made her way towards the stage.

Taking to the stage, without uttering a word or hesitating, she started to sing "Style."

Instantly, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

The atmosphere ignited in an instant, like a raging inferno setting the whole place ablaze!

More and more people gathered underneath the stage, some even captured Sadie's performance and shared it online...

By the end of her song, the atmosphere in the venue was incredibly heated.

A few young patrons with beer bottles in hand wanted to get on stage to toast Sadie.

Uncertain of how to handle this, Sadie didn't know what to do as she looked towards Jonny. Fortunately, he had already forward and started pulling those patrons back to drink with him. At the same time, several security guards stepped forward to keep the patrons off the stage.

Sadie breathed a sigh of relief, gratefully glancing at Jonny, only to see him signaling a 'mission accomplished' gesture to the boy that seemed like the "debt-repaying male escort." The boy nodded in satisfaction, continuing his drink.

Sadie suddenly realized; it was all his doing!

She continued the performance with her doubts, but noticed that the boy was still watching her, his gaze gentle and admiring, his lips perpetually curled into a mischievous smile.

When he noticed her watching, the boy raised his glass in a toast to her, and with an ambiguous wink, he lasciviously twitched his left eye at her.

Shivering, Sadie quickly turned away and kept singing.

The venue was filled with cheers, everyone vying to tip her.

Soon, an electronic screen displayed a payment QR code with "Calypso's" tipping leaderboard!

The patrons promptly took out their phones to make payments...

Sadie was lost in her performance and paid no attention to anything else. Once the show was over, escorted by security to the backstage area, she saw the tip leaderboard-she had received a staggering forty-eight thousand dollars in tips tonight!

She was stunned.

"How about that? Not a bad take, eh?" Jonny asked.

"Oh my gosh, all this money! How's it divided?" Sadie asked excitedly.

"Our policy-all tips go to the singer," Jonny said with a beaming smile. "You've brought in good business for our bar, I should be thanking you!"

"Are you serious, right now? Forty-eight thousand dollars, all for me? Am I hearing you correctly?" Sadie could hardly believe her ears.

"That's right, it's the same for the other singers-the tips they get are all theirs," Jonny assured her, pointing at the leaderboard.

"This is amazing; I'm hitting the jackpot!" Holding her phone, Sadie was so overjoyed she was almost jumping up and down.

"From now on, your stage name at our bar is 'Calypso,"" Jonny said, pointing at the screen. "I just came up with it-it's from Greek mythology. You don't mind, do you?"

"That name sounds terrible," Sadie blurted out, immediately thinking of Micah Clemens. Becoming 'Calypso' seemed to pair her with that devil.

Jonny laughed heartily. "I came up with it just now. It's only temporary, just for our bar," he said, scratching his head.

"Could I borrow this mask?" Sadie pointed to the mask on her face. "It wouldn't be great if an acquaintance spotted me working here part-time. I thought it over, and I might as well wear it every time I come to the bar." "Of course, no problem, use it as you wish."

Jonny readily agreed. Just then, the bar's account received another tip for Sadie-ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine dollars!

"Oh my gosh, I'm rich, I'm truly rich!" Sadie was ecstatic.

"That's from Mr. Alan," Jonny said with a sly grin as he checked the account. "He's right outside, care to join him for a drink?"

"Hm? Is it the friend who was sitting next to you?" Sadie was curious. "What does he do?"

"A rich man," Jonny said, his smile laced with disdain. "You've met him before, right? There is no need to pretend in front of me."

At that, Sadie froze. Could he really be the "repayment male escort"?