Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 256 My Man

"So, you two are in cahoots," another woman with bold red lips quickly deduced and gnashed her teeth in anger. "Last time you swindled our money and knocked us out cold. Won't get so lucky this time!" "What are you waiting for? Get them!" urged the woman in the miniskirt as her bodyguards eagerly advanced.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" Sadie yelled, panicked, "This is a public place. You can't make a scene here!"

"Either this stud gives us the night of our lives..." demanded the curly-haired woman. Her gaze was fixed on Micah, and her eyes practically sparkled. "Or the two of you get carried out of here. Your choice." "Yeah!" echoed the other two women. "If he takes good care of the three of us tonight, you'll be off the hook."

Sadie was seething with anger as she recalled the possibility of having once used Micah as a decoy to make her escape. But now, the very thought was something she couldn't even entertain. "Answer the lady," Micah said while gently lifting Sadie's chin. "What do you have to say?"

"Absolutely not!"

Never before had Sadie stood with such a resolute air of defiance. She stood before Micah with her hands on her hips and declared loudly, "This is my man, and no one lays a finger on him!"

Even if there was a hint of pretense in her words, Micah couldn't help but curve his lips into a satisfied smirk. It was like a flower blossoming in his heart, an inexplicable joy washing over him. "You little tramp, looking for trouble?" The curly-haired woman pointed at Sadie and gnashed her teeth in anger. "You'll regret not accepting a cordial gesture. Take her down!" "Yes!" Two beefy bodyguards stepped forward without hesitation.

Startled, Sadie quickly sought refuge in Micah's embrace.

A mocking sneer played on Micah's lips as he was about to retaliate when suddenly—

"Stop!" A voice cut through sharply.

Sadie looked up, shocked to see it was Arianna.

"Mrs. Frostwood, Mrs. Vivienne, Mrs. Aurelia, quite the spectacle," Arianna mocked with a cold sneer. "Do your husbands know you're in a nightclub, fighting over a male escort?" The three women immediately panicked.

"Miss Clark, w-why are you here?"

"It's all a misunderstanding."

"Yes, she bumped into me, and that's why we—"

"Miss Roth is a friend of mine," Arianna said, glancing at Sadie. "Making things difficult for her is making them difficult for me."

"Uh..." The three women, thrown off, quickly apologized, "Sorry, we didn't recognize your importance. We'll leave right away."

With that, the three women, along with their bodyguards, made a hasty exit.

Sadie frowned, not in the mood to appreciate Arianna's aid.

Micah could have easily handled the situation without her intervention. They had come here to unwind, and this little interruption was merely an added amusement.

Arianna failed to recognize Micah and seemed like she was offering assistance. However, in truth, she was merely mocking Sadie in a different guise. "Sadie, I didn't know you had a taste for such diversions!"

Indeed, just as Sadie had suspected.

Arianna's eyes roved over Micah, and her mouth curved in a derisive smile.

"It's none of your business," Sadie shot back coldly, taking Micah's hand to leave.

Then, Arianna added, "Ronan wants to see you!"

Immediately, Sadie tensed. 'Great, discussing this in front of Micah! Will he get the wrong idea?'

"He's in the VIP room." Arianna approached, smiling invitingly. "It's just old friends catching up. What's there to fear?"

"There's nothing to discuss," Sadie replied coolly.

"Feeling guilty, are we?" Arianna taunted, "Or are you scared your friend here might replace something out?"