Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 189 Vengeful Retribution

His bronze skin, still dripping with water, glistened temptingly under the azure lights, a jagged scar slashing across his waist as if to bisect him. Beneath the scar, a tattoo leapt into view.

Right as Sadie was about to get a clear look, Micah's hand shot out, yanking her by the hair to face his incensed expression.

"You..." Before she could utter another word, Micah seized her cold, red lips in a biting kiss.

Like a beast savouring its prey, he bit with vengeful force, numbing Sadie's lips, stealing her breath...

Her frantic struggles were futile against his imprisoning embrace.

His kisses were like a tempest, his hands delving deeper...

As he was poised to breach her last defenses, terror widened her eyes...

"Micah Clemens, there's a message from Mr. Rylan..."

A voice from behind suddenly interrupted, faltering midway.

The person was evidently shocked by the scene, hastening to silence.

Reluctantly, Micah released Sadie, but not before cupping her face, his thumb gently caressing her swollen lips, warning, "Remember, don't cross me." Sadie's breaths were chaotic, quivering like a frightened doe.

With a swift leap, Micah was out of the pool and into his robe.

Stumbling out, Sadie scrambled to escape the scene.

"Just an hour left 'til nine," Micah called after her, his voice trailing in the air.

Sadie jolted, suddenly recalling their arrangement...

It was already eight, and whether Leah White had made it back to Newark on time was anyone's guess.

Frantically, Sadie sought her phone only to replace it soaked beside the pool.

She snatched it up and bolted, disappearing into the night...

Micah Clemens watched her disheveled departure, a faint smile playing on his lips.

After what felt like ages, he averted his gaze, asking in a deep tone, "What about Rylan's matter?"

"The talks have collapsed," the aide said cautiously, "Mr. Finley wants you to go in person..."

The aide seemed hesitant to continue...

"Tell Rylan to come back." Micah Clemens showed no sign of reaction.

"Yes."

...

Returning to her room with phone in hand, Sadie Roth noticed she had missed two calls from Ronan Potter. She immediately tried to call back, but her phone seemed to have malfunctioned, refusing to dial out.

Frantically drying her phone from the apparent water damage, she attempted again to no avail.

Panic-stricken and about to borrow a phone to call Ronan, his call came through once more.

Fumbling anxiously with her phone, Sadie managed to pick up just before losing the call, her hands trembling with excitement, "Ronan?" "Sadie, I've got the necklace and I'm on my way, but I'm worried the Clemens family's bodyguards won't let me in..."

"Great, I'll talk to Micah Clemens and make sure you're cleared to enter."

"Wait for me."

After hanging up, Sadie Roth was overjoyed and set out to replace Micah Clemens.

At that moment, Micah Clemens, wearing a bathrobe and barefoot, walked past her room...

Sadie bolted into the room, "I need to talk to you."

"Charging into a man's room in the middle of the night, soaked to the bone - what could you possibly want to talk about?"

Micah's gaze roamed her body with a heated intensity.

Her drenched clothes clung to her curves impeccably, highlighting her flawless skin that gleamed invitingly, stirring a restless desire within him...

"The ruby necklace has been secured, and Ronan is on his way. All you need to do is tell your security to let him through, and he can deliver it before nine..." "He's quite capable, isn't he?" Micah Clemens cut her off, sitting back on the couch, "Then let him figure out his own way in."

"You..." Sadie's face turned a steely shade of rage, "You're clearly just making this difficult on purpose."