Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 321 You're Asking for It, I'll Oblige

"Sadie, Sadie..." Mason shouted from outside, "Sadie, are you okay?"

"Micah, I'm warning you, if you hurt even a hair on Sadie's head, I won't let you off."

"Mason, this is a hospital. Please keep your voice down."

Dahlia arrived in a hurry and scolded him sternly.

"Brenda called me and said the kids were missing." Mason's anger erupted, "Did Micah take him? That bastard! Did he stoop so low as to harm a three-year-old? Does he not realize who that child is..." "Enough! stop it," Dahlia interjected, annoyed, "You're going to cause harm to Miss Roth."

"What are you talking about? How could I possibly harm her?" Mason didn't want to continue arguing with her and turned back to yell at the room, "Micah, get out here—"

His words barely left his mouth when the door swung open.

Micah stood just inside the door, sporting a white shirt, his tie loosely around his neck. Even with his messy, casual air, an intimidating aura about him could easily take one's breath away.

His eyes pierced Mason frigidly as he interrogated, "Mason, when will you stop hounding me?"

"Micah, was it you? Did you take those three kids? Tell me!" Mason demanded, his voice raw with emotion.

Micah said nothing, his eyes narrowing dangerously, fierce anger burning.

"Mason!" Sadie struggled to her feet, clutching her wounded waist painstakingly, and pleaded urgently, "He didn't take the kids. This isn't your fight. Please, go."

"Sadie, what happened to you?" The sight of Sadie's pale, weakened form tore at Mason's heart. He rushed to support her, asking, "Are you hurt? Who did this to you?" Micah knocked Sadie to the ground with a kick at the party that day. The situation hadn't seemed that dire at the time.

But now, she appeared to be in a much worse state.

"It was me!" Micah provoked deliberately, "What are you going to do about it?"

"You bastard!" Mason swung his fist, ready to strike Micah.

"Don't!" Sadie grabbed him desperately, her frail body trembling as she held on to him, "Mason, stop this madness; I'm begging you just go..."

She wished Mason would leave her be. His involvement only served to complicate matters further.

Dahlia watched the fiasco with a throbbing headache. She knew all too well that Micah cared deeply for Sadie; his tough exterior belied a tender heart. A few sincere pleas from Sadie would be enough to get Micah to agree to look for the kids. But Mason's outburst...

It was bound to backfire!

"Sadie, come with me." Mason tried to take Sadie away.

"You think you can take her from me?" A mocking sneer played on Micah's lips as he reached out abruptly and seized Mason by the throat. "Looking for trouble? I'll give it to you!"

In an instant, Mason was gasping for air, his eyes rolling back, his face turning a ghastly shade of purple, his mouth gaping in the throes of death.

"No-stop!"

Sadie screamed in terror, rushing forward to intervene, only to be shoved aside by Micah.

She fell to the ground, her pain turning her face deathly white.

Dahlia hastened to help her.

"Micah, cool off!" Andrew intervened urgently.

"Shut up!"

Micah was truly enraged now; he felt he had been too lenient.

Sadie and Mason's child had disappeared, and here she was, begging him for help. He had been on the brink of giving in to his softened heart. Mason had stormed in with no regard, launching into a tirade of abuse and insisting on taking Sadie away.

How could he possibly tolerate such an insult?

Today, he felt less of a man for not killing Mason!

His hand was still clenched tight.