Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 719 The Pleasure of Misdeeds

"Mr. Clemens, Miss James is here!" Andrew whispered from behind. Micah merely hummed in acknowledgment, his back still turned. A smirk played on his lips as he declared, "I never realized how much fun it could be to misbehave." Andrew's voice held a note of disapproval as he muttered, "You can be quite despicable..." Micah's brow furrowed at the comment, prompting a swift retraction from Andrew. "What I meant to say," he hastily corrected, "is that you, Mr. Clemens, are a man of integrity. You would go to great lengths for your bros..."

Micah's light laughter cut him off. "Are you sure you've got that right?" he teased. "I'm more likely to betray my bros for a woman." Andrew swallowed his retort, rolling his eyes discreetly instead.

"But that's not necessarily a bad thing," Micah continued, a note of pride in his voice. "It's a lesson Louis needs to learn." Andrew echoed his sentiment softly, earning a suspicious glance from Micah. "Are you being sarcastic?" he asked.

Andrew immediately straightened his back, responding with a firm, "Absolutely not. I stand by your side, Mr. Clemens. Everything you do is right!" Micah nodded in satisfaction, pleased with the response.

Andrew's attention was suddenly diverted by a familiar figure. "Miss James..." he trailed off, his eyes wide. "How did she come from that direction?" Micah followed his gaze, spotting several female bodyguards parting the crowd. Among them, Sadie walked with an air of confidence. Without a word, Micah led the group into a nearby private room, disappearing from view.

"Miss James, it's too noisy here. Shall we go back?" one of the bodyguards suggested.

"Yes, this place is a man's paradise, not suitable for us," another chimed in.

Sadie silenced them with a cold stare, and Annika and Arya dared not speak further.

As they walked along the corridor, their eyes were drawn to a black and gold sign adorning a private room ahead. The room held an air of mystery that intrigued Sadie.

She paused, a strange image flashing in her mind: a man wearing a mask, his deep, ocean-like eyes seeming to communicate a silent message. She blinked, and the image was gone, but the surroundings felt eerily familiar. She stopped, looking around, straining to remember when she had been here before, but her memory failed her.

"Miss James, those appear to be Louis's men," Annika pointed out, her voice filled with surprise. Two French bodyguards stood outside the VIP room. "Is Louis really here?" Arya asked, her voice filled with disbelief. "I always thought he was gentle and upright, but I didn't expect..."

"He might just be here to see a friend," Sadie interjected calmly, continuing towards the room. The bodyguards looked panicked at her approach, their eyes darting nervously. "Why are you here?" they stammered.

Ignoring their question, Sadie asked, "Is Louis inside?"

She glanced at the glass window of the private room door. Through the dim light, she could see Louis lying stiffly on a sofa, a beautiful woman in a red dress clinging to him. His body language was a mix of resistance and acceptance, reminiscent of a reluctant maiden.

With a raised eyebrow, Sadie kicked open the door.

The loud bang startled the occupants of the room. Louis's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Sadie. He quickly pushed the woman away, scrambling to cover himself with a pillow. His face flushed with embarrassment, he wished for a hole to hide in.

The woman in the red dress frowned at Sadie, demanding, "Who are you?"

Sadie's piercing gaze silenced her. The woman hastily picked up her red veil from the floor and fled the room.