Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 64 Is He Really Him?

Micah was rendered speechless.

"This is bad..." Sadie suddenly became nervous. "If he desires my beauty, won't it be dangerous for me to stay here? What if he breaks into my room at night?" "It's possible!" Micah deliberately frightened her.

"Male escort, come save me..." Sadie said pitifully. "Besides you, I have no one else to turn to."

"You make it sound like your boss wants to eat you...," Micah coldly remarked. "Even if he really likes you, that's your fortune. You should be extremely grateful!" "Whose side are you on?" Sadie angrily whispered.

"Alright, take good care of your injury."

Micah hung up. As he thought about the idiotic woman next door, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

He planned to play with her a little more.

He got up, wrapped himself in a robe, and walked out barefoot.

Sadie was lying on the bed, lost in her thoughts, when suddenly the door was pushed open.

Micah's towering figure cast a bold shadow on the bed beneath the light, exuding a powerful aura. His hair, still damp, clung to his head, and the white robe enveloping him failed to conceal his untamed and alluring chest, emitting an irresistible charm.

Sadie gazed at him in a daze, instinctively swallowing hard. She quickly averted her eyes, nervously asking, "W-Why didn't you knock on the door?"

"This is my home."

Micah slowly advanced, his masculinity gradually encroaching. He emanated an intoxicating aura that was hard to resist.

Sadie's heartbeat accelerated, her entire body tense. She couldn't meet his gaze. "D-Do you... Do you need something?"

Micah remained silent and walked straight to the edge of the bed, leaning in close.

"Hey, y-you..." Sadie nervously stuttered.

Trembling and blushing, Sadie asked, "What are you going to do?"

With narrowed eyes, Micah stared intensely at her, gradually pressing his body down. His tall figure resembled a fierce beast, emanating scorching heat as if he intended to melt her. Sadie wanted to avoid him but found herself unable to move due to the pain from her wound, causing her body to stiffen.

Now, she truly felt like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Micah's handsome face approached her bit by bit, and his deep, ocean-like eyes surveyed her with interest.

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked.

"Don't do anything..." Sadie's voice trembled. "T-Though you're my employer, I am not just anyone..."

Sadie's words were interrupted as Micah's cold, thin lips suddenly drew closer.

Startled, she widened her eyes, her entire body tense like a taut string, frozen in place. In her mind, she could only think, 'It's over! It's over! It's over!'

Micah's lips brushed against her cheek like a feather, grazing her earlobe. His hand also reached out...

Subconsciously, Sadie closed her eyes, her chest tightened.

Micah smirked, took a book from beside her pillow, and then left without saying a word.

Sadie felt a sudden emptiness beside her. She slowly opened her eyes, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss.

'So, he wasn't trying to kiss me... He had come for the book. That bastard! He was deliberately scaring me!'

Sadie glared at him, but couldn't help but freeze when she saw his towering figure.

'This back is so familiar! Really, so familiar...'

Memories of that night four years ago flashed in her mind...

At that time, that man had been wrapped in a towel, facing away from her while changing clothes. Although now he wasn't wrapped in a towel, but instead in a robe, the similar scene and atmosphere made her feel a strong sense of familiarity. 'Could he really be... No, it's impossible. How could it be him?'

Sadie stared at Micah's lower back. If she could just open his robe and see the tattoo on his lower back, she would replace the answer.