Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 703 We Won

The entire room was thrown into chaos, every individual present was taken aback by Mr. Clemens' extreme lengths to win the woman's favor. The classic tale of a damsel ensnaring a hero was unfolding before their eyes. Micah, in his quest to please the woman, didn't think twice before lowering his dignity and performing a striptease.

The spectators' minds were filled with grandiose words to describe Micah's audacious act. Their shock was coupled with sighs of resignation. Regardless of a man's greatness, he seemed unable to resist the allure of a woman. Sadie's laughter rang out, echoing her delight. "Mr. Clemens, you are a man of your word, and I admire that!" she exclaimed. Annika, Arya, and the others joined in, their faces beaming with pride. The consensus among the crowd was that victory would undoubtedly go to the James family. After all, they were the ones who had set the rules. How could they not emerge victorious? "Let's get this show on the road!" Sadie, eager to see the outcome, beckoned to Andrew. "Don't worry, it's Mr. Clemens who's doing the striptease, not you!" Andrew's gaze fell upon the once familiar and friendly face, now transformed into an arrogant and cruel beauty. Silently, he made a vow to himself to steer clear of women for the rest of his life. Women were nothing but trouble, the root of all disasters. Micah, impatient, prodded Andrew, "Your turn!"

Andrew felt a surge of humiliation. Mr. Clemens had abandoned all decorum in his pursuit to please women. Resigned, Andrew took a deep breath, picked up the last dart, and walked to his position. "Get on with it!" Annika urged from the side, a dart in her hand. She was confident that Andrew would miss the target and was eagerly awaiting his failure. The female bodyguards of the James family, in their arrogance, goaded Andrew with their eyes. The Clemens family's bodyguards, filled with resentment, saw no hope as even their Mr. Clemens had seemingly switched sides.Andrew squinted and released the dart. Just as it was about to hit the petal, Arya swiftly moved aside. Simultaneously, an ice cube struck her right cheek, causing her to not only fail to dodge in time but also to tilt her head. The dart sailed through the rose petal and hit the target behind, quivering slightly. The deep red rose petal began its descent, gliding down Arya's black dress, and landed in the tall wine glass filled with red wine, creating a slight ripple. The room fell silent, the air thick with anticipation. Everyone watched, wide-eyed and breathless, as the rose petal floated in the wine glass. After a moment, a voice broke the silence, "We won!" The onlookers erupted in cheers.

"The Clemens family won!" The usually reserved Clemens family bodyguards also joined in the celebration. Alan quickly walked over, snatched the rose stem from Arya's mouth, and held it up for everyone to see. "Look, there are no more petals. We won, we won!"

Andrew, still in shock, managed a smile of joy. He turned to Micah, his eyes filled with admiration and respect. Their Mr. Clemens had remained true to himself. "My apologies!" Micah said as he elegantly wiped the water stains off his hands with a napkin. "You just... made a move?" Sadie asked, her brows furrowed as she studied Micah's hand. Micah's swift action had taken her by surprise. Indeed, it was Micah who, at the crucial moment, had picked up an ice cube and thrown it, hitting Arya's right cheek with precision. This forced Arya to flinch, allowing the dart to hit the rose petal accurately. "Yes," Micah admitted, a smirk playing on his lips. "How about that? We made quite a team, didn't we?" "You...." "What you did is not fair; it's clearly cheating," Annika protested angrily. Micah turned his gaze to Annika, who recoiled in fear and fell silent. His gaze was light, but it carried a chilling undertone.