Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 24 Dear Male Escort

A shiver ran down Sadie's spine at the thought of what she'd done, and she quickly messaged Micah.

Sadie: [Hey, are you still alive?]

Sadie: [Sorry. I was too greedy. It was wrong of me to sell you to those rich ladies. I've realized my mistake, and I sincerely apologize. Please forgive me...]

She sent dozens of messages in a row, but there was no reply from Micah's end.

Sadie tried making several phone calls, but none was picked up.

She waited from dusk till midnight, but Micah's message never came. With a body weakened by a cold, she had no choice but to head to the nightclub to look for Micah. The club's PR team was decked out in all sorts of sexy masks to add an air of mystery.

However, most of their masks were exaggerated and completely different from Micah's, which exuded a mysterious, icy aura, so it was still relatively easy to recognize it. After a thorough search, though, Micah was nowhere to be found.

Sadie's cold had gotten worse, with a runny nose, sneezing, fatigue, dizziness, and blurred vision. Her already stifling discomfort was exacerbated by the inadequately ventilated space.

Just as she was about to leave and push her way through the crowd, she spotted a guy in a booth wearing a black half-mask. His build, attire, and mask all seemed to match... Without a second thought, Sadie dashed over and grabbed him. "I've been looking all over for you, and here you are."

The man looked at her in puzzlement, about to say something, when a woman with a woman with a surgically-altered face roared, "What the hell do you think you're doing? I've got dibs on him!" "He is mine!" Sadie pulled the man over. "No business tonight. Let's go."

Sadie was about to make her exit when the woman leaped off the couch, clutching the man's arm.

The woman angrily barked, "I paid for two hours with you! You're not going anywhere!"

The man tried to interject, "I wasn't planning to leave. It's her..."

Sadie froze when she heard his accented voice—it wasn't him!

"I... I think I've made a mistake..."

"You bitch! How dare you lay a finger on the person I reserved? I'll make you pay for this!"

Before Sadie could get a word in, the woman lunged, grabbing Sadie by the collar and slamming her onto the sofa.

Sadie flailed and wrestled, but the woman's three companions were quick to join in, pulling and tugging at Sadie.

Sadie cowered, clutching her head with both hands as if trying to shield herself like a turtle retreating into its shell. Still, she took quite a beating, losing a few strands of hair. The man next to them shouted anxiously, "Stop! Stop it! Don't fight over me..."

"Let's strip this bitch and see what filth lies beneath, daring to snatch my man..."

"

Those women screeched, tearing at Sadie's clothes, one even going for her neck, ready to slap her.

Sadie instinctively closed her eyes, but the slap never landed. The women who had been mauling her were suddenly gone.

Following that, a few miserable screams echoed in her ears.

She blinked open her eyes to see the man she'd mistaken for Micah sprawled on the ground, having taken out the women in a domino effect.

And then, a pair of exquisite shoes appeared in front of her.

It was her "Toy Boy in Debt," clad in a mysterious half-mask, his tall and lean figure commanding attention under the dazzling lights.

Those deep-set eyes, as fathomless as the ocean, shone brightly even in the dim club!

He reached out his hand to her, and she froze in shock.

Before Sadie could react, a strong hand hauled her up and into a protective embrace. Her cheek pressed against his solid chest, the rhythmic thump of his heart filling her ears. She looked up and met a pair of deep, sea-like eyes, reflecting her own shocked face.

Micah tapped her head, his tone dripping with disdain. "You can't even recognize your debtor. What's the matter with you?"

"You're here! Are you alright?" Sadie's gaze darted from his face down to his lower regions, concern etched on her face. "Are you really okay down there?"

Micah pinched her chin, tilting her face up. "Why don't you check yourself?"