Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 171 The Faint Glimmer of a Tattoo

As the door clicked shut, Sadie Roth, regaining her senses, realized that Micah Clemens was nearly breaching her defenses. Frantic, she shoved at him, only to be swiftly overpowered and crushed against the table. "No, please..." Sadie Roth trembled, her entire being radiating resistance.

"You asked for this," Micah Clemens growled, kissing her fiercely, shedding his clothes in a feverish hurry

"Mmm..." Sadie Roth struggled desperately, with the image of the male escort flickering through her mind. She couldn't betray him.

Micah Clemens was about to lift her skirt and lay siege when she cried out in terror, "Stop... I have a boyfriend..."

"Boyfriend?" Micah Clemens paused mid-movement, squinting his eyes, his gaze icy as he fixed it on her, "Spare me that tired excuse."

"No, I really do have one..." Sadie Roth sputtered, her words trailing off as a faint glimpse of a tattoo peeking from beneath his partly undone shirt caught her attention.

Just the tip of it was visible, the design obscured.

Desperate, she reached out to grab his shirt, eager to see if it bore the image of a wolf's head...

Instantly, Micah pulled her hand away, stepping back on high alert.

"You are..."

"Time for you to leave." Micah cut her off, leisurely straightening his shirt with the ease of a heartless cad.

"What's on your back?"

Sadie was agitated, reaching for his shirt again.

Nimbly dodging her grasp, Micah raised an eyebrow, his voice cool, "What, got the hots for me and deciding to make a move now?"

"I..." Before Sadie could speak, a knock sounded from outside, and Rylan's voice called in, "Micah Clemens, the press conference is wrapping up. Mr. Wood requests your presence downstairs." "I'll be right there," Micah replied.

"Okay."

Sadie had no choice but to bite back her questions, "Go handle your business first."

"You're one clueless porker, not even realizing when your panties are being slipped off."

Micah picked up the white panties from the black leather chair and handed them to her.

Sadie Roth, red-faced and ashamed, bit her lip and looked down, taking the underwear from him.

"There's a lounge in the back," Micah's eyes swirled with restrained desire, "Get yourself together before you come out."

"Okay." Sadie hurried into the dressing room, clutching her panties.

Micah watched her retreat, a tantalizing smile playing on his lips. The flames in his eyes still burning with unfinished passion, but now wasn't the time-patience would have to suffice... After all, there would be other days!

As the press conference neared its end, Micah appeared behind a screen, his silhouette projected, yet his face remained unseen.

Before he even spoke, thunderous applause erupted.

Speaking from behind the screen, Micah shared his vision for the latest tech innovation aimed at liberating mankind from menial labor, saving precious time for more significant endeavors... And then he unveiled the new product-a versatile robot, demonstrating its capabilities to the audience.

Reporters snapped photos of Micah's shadow and the robot incessantly, the atmosphere reaching a climax.

Sadie Roth smoothed her clothes as she stepped out of the changing room and couldn't help but feel a wave of admiration surge within her as she caught sight of Micah Clemens on her computer screen. She felt an even more urgent need to confirm her suspicions-was he really a male escort?

"Miss Roth," Rylan said with a courteous nod as he entered with a crew to tidy up the place. Sadie, ever mindful of her own status, quickly returned the gesture with equal courtesy, despite the evident respect extended to her by those in Micah's circle.

"Miss Roth, you look very familiar. Have we met before?" Rylan inquired, scrutinizing her. He'd been preoccupied with tasks outside the office and had only caught a glimpse of Sadie once before, without paying much attention.