Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 95 No More Prostitution in the Future

Sadie sat on the armchair, carefully admiring the ruby necklace. Apart from the difference in gemstone color, this necklace was almost identical to the one she sold. "Haven't you seen enough?" Micah shook his glass and looked deeply at her.

Under the dim light, Sadie's pearl-like smooth skin emitted a seductive glow. Her flawlessly perfect face, filled with seriousness, fascinated people.

The slightly opened red lips were like petals, tempting people to taste them...

Micah playfully brushed his foot against her skirt, teasingly, and when she looked up at him, he commanded ambiguously, "Come here!"

Sadie looked at him, finally shifting her thoughts away from the auction. She blinked, organized her mind, and gathered up the courage to speak, "Um, Mr. Clemens..."

As the words reached her lips, she felt a bit anxious, thinking about Micah's methods of dealing with people. Her heart raced with unease.

A man as superior as him, he probably has never been rejected by a woman, right?

If she refused him, would he become furious and strangle her right here in the car?

Thinking about this, Sadie couldn't help but shiver...

"Hmm?" Micah brushed her again.

"This..." Sadie pushed the ruby necklace towards him, "Here, it's for you!"

Micah's eyes narrowed dangerously, the earlier ambiguity and teasing gradually dissipated, replaced by an icy coldness. "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Clemens, I am just a security guard in your company," Sadie said cautiously, "I can't accept such a valuable gift!"

"Why didn't you say that when you threw yourself into my arms earlier?" Micah furrowed his brows, looking rather difficult to handle.

"In that kind of situation just now, if I didn't accept it, wouldn't it embarrass you?" Sadie said with a playful smile, "Mr. Clemens, your status is dignified, and I am not worthy of you!"

Finally, she said it out loud. Even fools would understand the meaning behind the last half of her sentence.

Micah, who had been leaning forward, leaned back slightly, resting on the couch, coldly staring at her. "What do you mean?"

When it was already so clear, why ask what she meant?

Did he have to have everything spelled out for him?

Sadie rolled her eyes in her mind, but she still maintained a smiling face on the surface. "I don't know why you have been so good to me - bringing me home for treatment, giving me such a valuable gift, and standing up for me... I am deeply moved by all these things. In the future, if I have the chance, I will definitely repay you. However, I cannot accept you because... because..."

Micah remained silent, calmly waiting for her to finish speaking.

"...because I am not worthy of you," Sadie continued, "I have no status, no position, no family background, nothing at all, and a heap of shameful past..."

"These things are not important," Micah interrupted her, "Do you have any other reasons?"

"Huh?" Sadie froze. These were not enough? What should she do? Should she really reveal that she has three children?

No, if she said it, it would cause a lot of trouble, right?

What if he became furious and harmed the three little ones?

He's the type of person who's unpredictable and capable of anything.

But if she didn't say this, what else could she say?

"Um?" Micah was already starting to become impatient.

"And... I, I, I have engaged in activities..."

"Male escort," Sadie blurted out, immediately regretting her wittiness. "Can you tolerate that?"

Micah frowned, his eyes flickering with flames. "How many have you hired?"

"Just one," Sadie raised a finger timidly. "Only once, and it made headlines. Probably a lot of people know..."

"That's in the past. Just don't do it again," Micah's patience was wearing thin. "Any other questions?"