Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 227 Can't Shake Her Off

After some undetermined amount of time, Sadie groggily awoke.

She found herself back in the Clemens family mansion, lying in the massive bed she once slept in, her body aching all over. She turned over, intending to sleep on.

But then, questions bombarded her mind-interrogation, truth, secrets...

She jolted awake and searched frantically for her phone...

"Looking for this?"

A familiar voice reached her, followed by a familiar silhouette emerging from the darkness, his presence unsettling. "M-my phone," she stuttered.

Cowed and regretful, Sadie wondered, how could she have allowed herself to fall into such a deep sleep?

Had he already interrogated Kathleen in these past few hours and uncovered her secret about her children? "There." Micah pointed toward her pillow.

Rushing to grab it, Sadie found her cell phone beneath, but it was turned off.

She tried to power it on, but it was completely drained...

Panic gripped her; she had just got a new phone and it had plenty of charge left in the car. Had someone been using it to make calls? "There was a call. I took care of it for you," Micah said indifferently. "Leah won't bother you anymore. Get some rest."

With that, he started to leave...

"Wait a second," Sadie called out to him, her voice fraught with anxiety, "Have you...have you interrogated Kathleen yet?"

"What do you think?" Micah turned to look at her, his gaze deep and complicated. "Is there a secret you don't want me to know?" "I..." Sadie stammered and shook nervously.

She guessed he would have interrogated her; given his nature, he wouldn't be fooled easily. He would get to the bottom of things. Seeing her visibly distressed and preoccupied, Micah dropped his gaze and said, "Such despicable characters aren't worth my time." "You mean... you didn't go?" Sadie probed tentatively.

Taking slow steps towards her, Micah's voice turned husky, "How could I when you were all over me?"

"I...I..."

Sadie's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as memories of her fervent attempt to distract him so he wouldn't interrogate Kathleen flooded her mind. Mortified, she covered her face, wishing she could just vanish...

"Hah!" Micah chuckled, replaceing her innocence endearing..

"This afternoon, you were much more daring than now," he teased her, "No alcohol, no drugs, yet still quite enthusiastic..."

"I..." Sadie was about to speak when something crucial dawned on her, "Have you seen me drugged before?"

The few instances she'd been with a man, she had been drugged.

And those times, it had been with an escort.

If he wasn't an escort, then she had...

Micah paused, cursing inwardly for his slip-up.

Regaining composure, he said coolly, "I saw you once at the Night Club, remember?"

"Oh!" Sadie nearly forgot about the time at the Night Club when Finley had drugged her and he had come to her rescue.

So, his statement wasn't unusual...

But how could she prove whether or not he was actually an escort?

"Go take a shower and get some more sleep; it's still early," Micah said, rising to leave.

"Don't go," Sadie pleaded suddenly, wrapping her arms around him from behind and pressing her face against his back. "Stay with me..." She might as well go all in-after all, things had already gone this far.

"You're... different today..."

Micah had to admit that her forwardness made his blood boil, rendering him defenseless.

But he knew exactly what she was after.

He wasn't about to let her have her way.