Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 724 The Female Demon Lord

Lost in a sea of his own thoughts, Jonny barely noticed as Sadie and her subordinates made their departure. The groan of pain that escaped Micah's lips, however, was enough to pull him back to reality. "Jonny, help me..." Micah pleaded, sprawled out on the ground.

Without hesitation, Jonny and a few other men, all bearing the name Mr. Clemens, rushed to his aid. But their attempts were met with a tearful protest from the injured man.

"Don't... don't move me..." Mr. Clemens whimpered, "My back... it feels broken. Call an ambulance!"

"An ambulance?" Jonny echoed, shock etched across his face, "Is it really that serious?"

Micah's response was a tearful nod. "She's not some wealthy lady; she's a witch..."

Jonny quickly silenced him. "Shut up! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

"And don't drag us into this either," one of the other Mr. Clemens added, his voice laced with fear, "I saw her bodyguards. They were armed."

The revelation sent a shiver down their spines. "That's terrifying!"

"Wuwuwu... Jonny, I'm so scared!"

"Enough!" Jonny snapped, "Stop whining and get him to the hospital."

"No, don't move me; just call an ambulance," Micah insisted.

"Why call an ambulance if you're not dying? If the ambulance comes, will the Night Club still be in business?" Jonny retorted.

"Jonny, you have no conscience!"

"Shut up!"

The argument continued, their voices fading into the background as the scene shifted to Sadie. Her brows were furrowed, her face a mask of gloom. The mysterious figure had stirred up memories she'd rather forget, disrupting her mood. But where was he now? Who was he, really?

Observing her expression, Annika cautiously broke the silence, "Miss James, don't be angry. I'll immediately send someone to investigate."

"We must replace him..." Sadie began, but her words trailed off as she spotted a familiar figure in the distance. Wasn't that him?

"Miss James, the car is ready. There are too many people at the front entrance; let's go through the back..." Arya suggested, but her words were cut short as Sadie darted forward, intent on catching up with the mysterious man.

A drunkard, however, had other plans, "Hey pretty, where are you going? Join me for a drink, pretty lady."

"Let go!" Sadie snapped, her annoyance clear.

"I won't; I've looked around and haven't seen such an elegant beauty like you..."

As the drunkard reached out to touch Sadie's chin, a gust of wind brushed past her ear, followed by a loud thud. The drunkard was knocked to the ground, blood streaming from his nose.

Turning around, Sadie found herself in the arms of the tall, mysterious man from the corridor. His deep eyes were filled with a complex light as he gazed at her, half of his face hidden behind a cold, black mask. Despite the mask, Sadie felt a strong sense of familiarity and intimacy. It was as if they were deeply in love in a past life.

"Are you looking for me?" His voice was deep and hoarse, teasing her with an ambiguous tone.

"Who are you?" Sadie demanded, her gaze never leaving his.

The question seemed to complicate his gaze even further. It appeared she had truly lost her memory...

"This is outrageous! How dare you lay a hand on us?" Several bodyguards roared, charging towards them with bottles in hand.

With a swift movement, the man spun Sadie around, protecting her as he kicked out fiercely. The bodyguards were sent flying, crashing onto a glass coffee table. "Come with me!" He commanded, grabbing Sadie's hand and leading her towards the back door.

"Miss James!" Annika and Arya called out, hurrying after them.

Sadie turned around and gestured to them, prompting Annika to toss her the car keys. She then grabbed Arya.

"Why didn't you go after them?" Arya asked anxiously, "What if something happens? What should we do?"