Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 153 The Charismatic Mr. Alan

Sadie arrived at the bar, put on her mask, and took to the stage for her performance, winning rave reviews again tonight.

The audience clapped and cheered non-stop, with many patrons sending her tips.

After the performance, Sadie had reaped a rich reward. She'd only been there for three days, and she'd already multiplied the bar's revenue several times over.

Jonny decided, starting tonight, to raise her performance fee from two thousand eight hundred dollars to three thousand.

Sadie was elated, but this money was still a drop in the bucket compared to a hundred million dollars.

There was a ten-minute intermission. Sadie stepped offstage for water and looked over at the corner spot; he still hadn't shown up, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment...

"Alan will be here soon." Jonny read her thoughts and reassured her, "He'll definitely show up for the second part."

"I'm not waiting for him," Sadie denied, her words not quite matching her feelings.

"Ha-ha-ha, no need to pretend in front of me," Jonny chuckled. "By the way, you forgot to take your bag when you clocked out yesterday. I put it in the locker at the cash register for you. Remember to take it when you leave."

"Oh, I completely forgot about it; I'm so scatterbrained. Thank you," Sadie expressed her gratitude and went back onstage to continue the performance.

At that moment, someone carried 999 red roses up to Sadie on stage.

Soon after, someone rang a bell, and Jonny announced over the microphone, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight Mr. Alan has reserved the entire venue. All tabs are on him; drink to your heart's content!"

"Mr. Alan!" The guests stood up, cheering and clapping, reigniting the atmosphere.

Sadie turned to look as Alan walked in from outside, dressed in trendy attire, looking young, handsome, and rebellious.

He sent her a flying kiss with a smile that was both intimate and suggestive.

Sitting at the piano for her performance, her emotions were mixed...

He was good-looking, youthful, sunny and witty. He possessed an ease and casualness that many high-society folks didn't.

He'd make a great companion, but would have a hard time shouldering the responsibilities of family life.

In truth, he was like a child who hadn't yet grown up, still knee-deep in his playful ways, hard to settle down.

Could he really play the role of a father?

Women are born with a maternal instinct, and many women, no matter how fragile or delicate before, quickly adapt to the role of a mother once they have a child.

Men, on the other hand, rarely manage to do so...

"All set?" Jonny, beer in hand, sidled up to Alan, gesturing towards the stage with a wicked grin.

"This time, I'm serious," Alan said, his gaze fixed on Sadie with an infatuated look. "She's the fusion of elegance and sensuality, an angel and a devil at once. A woman who encompasses both is utterly fascinating to me." Jonny sighed, "It's rare to see you so smitten."

"Of course. I've even got the ring ready." Alan pulled a diamond ring from his pocket.

"Are you planning to propose? Without further thought?" Jonny patted his shoulder. "Your mother might not agree."

"When you've set your sights on someone, you've got to hold on tight to avoid any mishaps!" Alan's eyes remained tenderly on Sadie.

"Mr. Alan," at this moment, a group of alluring girls approached, "we've been looking everywhere for you! Why haven't you been to the Night Club lately? We've been waiting for you there every day." "Yes, and you didn't even bother to tell us you've changed your spot."

As they spoke, the girls had already seated themselves next to Alan, their seductive bodies pressing against him tightly, some even leaning in to kiss him.

"Get lost!" Alan rebuffed with disgust.

"You never used to treat me like this before." Two of the girls clung to his arms, one on each side, while another straddled his legs, wrapping her arms around his neck to offer him a passionate kiss... Onstage, Sadie saw this scene, her brows furrowing tightly, the piano music missing a beat...