Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 414 Trouble

Sadie turned around and, sure enough, Micah was striding towards them with Andrew and a few bodyguards in tow... "Isn't that the guy from the party last time?"

Serena instantly recognized him. At the gathering at Noble Summit, he had stood out as the center of attention, surrounded by aristocrats and celebrities eager to connect with him. His esteemed status had been evident in the way he had commanded the room.

"What do we do?” Lucian's face turned pale, and her legs trembled, “Do you think he knows I was pretending to be you and is coming to make trouble for me?”

"Don't be scared." Seeing Lucian in such a state, Sadie couldn't bear to put her at risk any longer. She quickly swapped their badges back. "Go on and get busy, I'll handle this." "Okay, okay, I'm off." Lucian sprinted away faster than a rabbit.

"Sadie, did you offend that guy?" Serena worried.

"Maybe." Sadie thought to herself that if she hadn't recognized Micah back then or mistaken him for a male escort to toy with, they wouldn't be in this tangled mess now. "They're almost here, let's go." Serena pulled her quickly away.

The two skillfully navigated through the private booths' corridor, returning to Section A. Looking back and seeing no one, Sadie finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Today, Rose ordered us to help out in Section C, and now we're back in Section A. What if she replaces out? Could we get in trouble?" Serena was a bit anxious. "Go on to Section C for your work," Sadie urged her. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Okay then, that guy probably won't be able to replace you now." Serena said, "There are plenty of guests here. It's no problem for you to come back alone. Just say a regular wanted your service." "Sure."

Serena left, and it wasn't long before Sadie was called over to take an order.

The nightclub was always busy, with every booth filled every night, and reservations needed to be made in advance, or a booth wouldn't even be available.

A team organized a party in Section C today, but they were short-staffed. That's why Rose had asked the two of them to lend a hand.

The guests in this booth ordered plenty of fine liquor. Seeing the large order, Sadie was thrilled and enthusiastically threw herself into her work. She wheeled in a trolley full of premium alcohol, crouching down to pour drinks for them. group of businessmen, each with an arm around a lady, lounged on the sofas, enjoying drinks, flirting, and having a grand time.

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One man held a woman close while his eyes roamed over Sadie, his foot brushing her thigh provocatively. "Hey babe, you've got a nice figure. How about a drink or two?" "Thanks, but I don't drink," Sadie shifted aside.

"How can you work at a nightclub and not drink?" The man sneered with malicious intent. "A thousand bucks a drink, how about that?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Mario knows how to have fun."

The other men erupted in rowdy laughter.

"Aw, she's just a little girl. We'll keep you company," the women tried to deflect for Sadie.

"Little where?" The sleazy man ogled Sadie. "She doesn't look little to me."

Sadie frowned deeply, rising to leave.

Suddenly, the man stood and grabbed her. "Beauty, don't refuse a toast, or you'll have to face the consequences!"

"Let go!" Sadie snapped.

"I won't!" The man shamelessly leaned in closer. "You smell so good..."

Repulsed, Sadie tried to pull away from his grasp, but he held her wrist too tightly to shake off.

The door swung open right then, and a tall, imposing figure strode in.

The man's merry mood soured, and he barked, "Who the hell is—"

The newcomer, who exuded an aura of authority, choked off the man's words. With piercing, dark eyes that glistened fiercely in the dim light, the newcomer fixed his gaze on the man. His entourage stood grim and menacing.

Sadie instinctively glanced back, then quickly turned away again, her heart pounding erratically.

'Damn it! How did he replace me here?'