Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 142 Deliberate Impersonation

"So that's what happened..." realization dawned on Sadie, yet immediately something felt off, "But that demon is so domineering and strong, how could you have possibly taken me from him?" "After all, you're my girlfriend," Alan replied flawlessly, "No matter how domineering he is, he has no right. Besides, he had clients at the time; he wouldn't jeopardize his business over a woman..." "That's true." Sadie was convinced, having seen Micah's single-minded focus on business, seeing nothing but the deal at hand.

She pondered his behavior today - if he really had rescued her that night, then the one who'd been intimate with her was him. Yet, he had never mentioned this...

Unless... he was the real 'debt repaying male escort', and the man beside her now was an imposter!

Sadie looked at the "debt repaying male escort" beside her and quickly dismissed the thought. Impossible - she had watched Micah get into his car with her own eyes, while this guy had picked her up in the very car he was driving now. The two were one after the other, just a minute apart. "Debt-Repaying Male Escort" couldn't possibly be capable of being in two places at once, no matter how powerful he was.

So, Micah was Micah, and this guy beside her had to be the real "Debt-Repaying Male Escort." There was no mistake!

"What are you thinking about?" Alan leaned in with a teasing tone. "Surprised I'm not a male escort?"

"A little," Sadie admitted with a complex look, contemplating whether she could get him to acknowledge their children now that she knew he wasn't a male escort. After all, children need a father...

"If you want, it's not too late for me to become a male escort right now," Alan said earnestly.

Sadie couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"There's that smile!" Alan reached out and pinched her cheek. "You look beautiful when you smile. You should do it more often!"

Suddenly, Sadie felt that maybe he really wasn't so bad. Whenever she needed help, he seemed to show up just in time to pull her out of trouble.

He faithfully transferred money to her account every day, reporting his earnings...

Now he even made her laugh, cheered her up...

Such a person was already perfect.

She had once been concerned about his profession, but now that she knew he wasn't a male escort, there would be no bad influence on the children. Perhaps she could... As she was lost in her thoughts, Sadie suddenly realized the route was wrong and quickly asked, "Where are you taking us? Why are we getting further from my home?" "Out for a late-night snack, it's too early to head home." Alan had no idea where her house was, but he was quick to lie, his responses smooth and seamless. "No, I need to get home. There's something I have to attend to. Did you forget the address?"

"Not at all..." Alan was trying to figure out how to cover up his lie when Sadie's phone rang. It was Brenda, "Miss, Mia's fever has gotten worse..." "I'll be right there," Sadie panicked, "Brenda, get the insurance card and a thermos ready. I'll head straight to the hospital once I'm home."

After she hung up, Alan found the home address in the navigation history and immediately turned the car around. "We'll be there in ten minutes!" "Thank you." Sadie was heartened to see that he remembered her address. "I deleted your number last time, send me a text, so I can save it."

"My phone..." Alan cursed inwardly. Micah had him temporarily pose as himself and had given him the phone to use for a few hours, but he had to return it to Micah at the Night Club! He could sneak out with the car, but there was no way he could get hold of that phone.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to give it to me?" Sadie noticed his reluctance.

"No...," Alan's eyes flickered for an instant before quickly finding an excuse, "That phone number is no longer in use. I've switched to a new one now; please save my new number."