Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 415 Tip

Micah's gaze narrowed dangerously at the sight of Sadie's captured hand.

"Are you not letting go?" Andrew's icy voice demanded. "Do you want to lose that hand?" Panicked, the man hastily released Sadie and stumbled backward, collapsing onto the couch.,

"W-Who are you guys?" he askeding in a scared, shaky voice., "W-Who are you guys?"

Everyone else on the couch was petrified, too afraid to even breathe.

"Whichever hand touched her, break it!"

Leaving that grim command behind, Micah turned and walked away.

Sadie stood frozen in place, her eyes wide with shock. Before she could grasp the situation, a pitiful scream echoed from behind her.: "Ah!"

Instinctively looking back, Sadie instinctively looked back and saw Andrew crushing the man's hand against the wall. T, the sound of bones breaking pierceding through the air!... The man's face contorted in agony as he fought in vain.

The rest were too terror-stricken to move, curling up in the corner, silent as the grave.

The womenprincesses, unaccustomed to such brutal scenes, were trembling in shock, their hands covering their eyes.

"Idiot!" Andrew hissed coldly, retracting his foot.

The man collapsed on the floor, passing out from the intense pain.

Sadie was frozen in place, and it took her a moment to snap back to reality.

"What are you spacing out for?" Andrew said, motioning her forward with a "Please!"

So far, Andrew was still not sure if this tacky-dressed girl was indeed Sadie.

Trying to muster her calm, Sadie followed Andrew towards the private room.

As she made her way there, a sense of dread filled her. Had Micah recognized her? How would he punish her?

Upon entering the room, Micah was already lounging on the sofa. He was silently sipping his drink, his eyes downturned, appearing calm and indifferent.All the way there, a sense of dread filled her. Had Micah recognized her? How would he punish her?

Upon entering the room, Micah was already lounging on the sofa, silently sipping his drink with his eyes downturned, appearing calm and indifferent.

Sadie stood at the doorway, too scared to step inside.

"Please.," Andrew gestured again.

She had no choice but to takewalk a few steps forward, stopping in the middle of the room, her eyes fixed on Micah with apprehension.

Micah remained silent, not looking at her, just quietly drinking.

After he finished his drink and set the glass down, he finally gave a commanded, "Go wash your hands."

Sadie hesitated for a second, then went behind the screen to the bar sink to wash her hands.

Andrew stood by, perplexed by the situation.

"I'm done," Sadie said after washing her hands, standing timidly, uncertain of what Micah would do next.

Micah nodded. "Decant another bottle.," Micah nodded towards his chin.

Sadie knelt down, opened a bottle of wine, and began to skillfully aerate it.

Micah watched her hands intently.

Sadie knew that he ha'd asked her to wash her hands for two reasons. O: one was that someone else had touched her hands and he found that dirty. T; the other was that he wanted to check her identity through the scars on her hands. She was nervous, but thankfully, the cut on the back of her hand had healed without leaving a scar.

But the burn scar from the cigar on her palm was still clearly visible...

Fortunately, decanting the wine wouldn't reveal her palm unless he were to pull her hand over for inspection.

Once the wine was ready, Sadie poured Micah half a glass. Afterward, she stood back quietly, head bowed, awaiting his direction without once meeting his gaze. Her poise remained unbroken.Once the wine was ready, Sadie poured Micah half a glass.

She then stood up, stepped back, and waited quietly with her head down, awaiting his direction.

Throughout this time, she never once lifted her gaze toward him.

She kept her poise!

Micah took a sip from his glass without a word and continued to drink in silence.

Andrew watched everything, his brow furrowed in confusion.

'What on earth doesid Mr. Clemensicah want?

WaIs this girl really Miss Roth?'

The glass was soon empty again.

Micah spoke indifferently, "You may go."

"Huh?" Sadie was stunned. Had Micah seen through her identity?

If he had, why didn't he confront her?

If he hadn't, why go through all the trouble to replace her?

Why break someone's hand for her?

"Get out!" Micah commanded.

Andrew hastily walked up to show the guest out., "Please!"

Sadie gave Micah a polite nod, then turned and left...

As she approached the door, Andrew casually grabbed a few stacks of cash from the box and handed them to her., "You've earned it!" Upon seeing the amount, Sadie's eyes widened—$50,000fifty grand. If only Andrew's hands were bigger, there might have been more...