Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 131 Abnormal Relationship

Sadie remained silent, bowing her head to sort out the documents and place them on the desk. Then, she grabbed a cloth and crouched down to clean the bloodstains. Each wipe felt like tending to her own wounds... "Did Ronan get hurt? Are you concerned?" Micah questioned again.

Still, Sadie said nothing and continued cleaning diligently. Growing impatient, Micah furrowed his brow and coldly commanded, "Cat got your tongue now? Speak!"

Finally, Sadie paused her actions and looked up at him. "Why do you enjoy using violence so much? Can't things be resolved peacefully? Must you resort to throwing things at people?"

Micah stared at her, silent, but his eyes revealed a surge of complex emotions. After a long pause, he stood up and slowly walked towards her...

The sunlight adorned him with its warm hues, seeming gentle yet also razor-sharp. As he drew closer, Sadie began to feel afraid. Subconsciously, she stepped back, her previously stubborn gaze long gone. In a timid voice, she explained, "I just feel that you don't need to be so violent..."

He continued to approach, and she continued to retreat. Despite her fear, she mustered the courage to continue, "Mr. Potter came to discuss a collaboration with you. If you don't want to work with him, you could simply decline. Why resort to violence?"

His black shoes appeared in her lowered line of sight, emanating a sharp aura. Her voice started to tremble, "You make everyone in the company fear you, even business partners..."

"Except you. You're not afraid of me," Micah backed her against the wall, leaving her with no way to escape. One hand pressed against her shoulder, while the other pinched her cheek, forcing her to look into his burning eyes. "I..." Sadie panicked, unsure of what to say to free herself from this predicament.

"Did

I you think this method would catch my attention?" Micah smirked coldly, "Or perhaps you believed I liked you, so you acted spoiled?"

"I never thought you liked me..." Sadie blurted out, "People like you don't like anyone at all. The only person you like is yourself." "Very well!" Micah's sinister laughter resembled the mercy of a beast before it struck.

Sadie panicked. She started to realize that her earlier words had ignited a fuse, shooting herself in the foot. "I... I should go..." She tried to escape, but his towering figure enclosed her like a cage. So, she bent down, slipping out from under his

arm.

Micah didn't stop her; instead he casually snapped his fingers. The infrared sensor on the mahogany door flickered abruptly. Then, Sadie couldn't open the door. She twisted the doorknob in various ways, but it remained locked, and the voice prompt repeated, "Locked. Please enter fingerprint or password!"

Anxious and flustered, Sadie turned back to question him, "What do you want? Let me out, now!"

Micah, silently turning his black leather chair, Micah calmly lit a cigar...

"Mr. Clemens..." Sadie hurriedly approached, meekly pleading, "I apologize for what I said earlier. I shouldn't have spoken without thinking. Please let me go."

Micah remained silent, elegantly puffing on his cigar.

"This is in the company. If you don't let me leave, what would others think?" Sadie grew anxious. "People are already gossiping about our unusual relationship. If you continue like this, they'll think you're taking advantage of a female employee."

"Huh!" Micah chuckled coldly. "Do I need to take advantage of anyone?"

"You..."

"I'm rather curious..." Micah blew out a smoke ring. "Who is gossiping about our relationship? And what are they saying?"

"They say..." Sadie asked hesitantly, "That day, when something happened at the Night Club, you saved me?"