Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

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Chapter 60 The Stench of Death Sounds of a struggle and footsteps echoed from behind the door.

Andrew rudely dragged Samuel outside.

Samuel was still pleading, "Mr. Clemens, I beg you to spare me. As long as you're willing to givea way out, I will be unwaveringly loyal to you..." As the footsteps drew closer, Sadie attempted to flee.

At that moment, Finley approached, asking, "Sadie, why did you chere?" Without tto answer, Sadie grabbed Finley, urging her to leave.

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But the door to the CEO's office behind them had already opened.

"How did you all end up here?" Andrew's surprised voice cthrough.

Sadie looked back and saw Samuel on his knees, his clothes pulled by Andrew. He was wearing the parking attendant uniform, with disheveled hair, looking extremely miserable. "Sadie!" Samuel gritted his teeth and glared at her. "You madelike this, and now you cto mock me?!" "Mr. Brown?" Finley saw Samuel and was shocked. She then turned to Andrew and asked, "Andrew, what are you doing? Why are you treating Mr. Brown like that?" "It's none of your business, move aside!" Andrew didn't want to say much and dragged Samuel away.

"Sadie, I'll kill you!" Suddenly, Samuel broke free from Andrew's grip and pulled out a knife, rushing towards Sadie like a madman. Sadie instinctively dodged, but a hand forcefully pushed her from behind.

She fell to the ground, immediately pinned down by Samuel, the knife brutally stabbing into her shoulder... "Ah!" Sadie screamed in pain, blood gushing out.

Andrew prepared to subdue Samuel, but the latter immediately held Sadie as a hostage, threatening him, "Don't cany closer, or I'll kill her!" "Samuel, calm down!" Andrew pressed his hand, attempting to stabilize his emotions. "You were only facing minor charges originally. Don't turn it into a grave mistake and ruin your future!" "Yes Mr. Brown, calm down." Finley also chimed in, trying to persuade him.

"What crhave I committed?" Samuel was highly agitated. "This woman is shameless! What's wrong withplaying around with her? Besides, I hadn't even succeeded yet, and you all beatup and sentto work as a parking attendant, subjectingto humiliation.

"I wanted to get back at her, so I knocked over the container in the parking lot. But I didn't even hit her, and now you're twisting my arm and takingto the police station. Why? Why are you treatinglike this?" "Because you deserve it!" A commanding voice suddenly emerged, its powerful presence instantly suppressing Samuel's arrogance. Micah appeared, his silhouette commanding and imposing.

Samuel's previous arrogance had disappeared, and he now humbly pleaded, "Mr. Clemens, please don't handover to the police. As long as you spare me, I will disappear immediately and never show up again!" "Mr. Clemens, please agree," Finley immediately said. "Sadie has already suffered such serious injuries. She'll die if this goes on." Micah squinted, his gaze chilling as he looked at Sadie.

Sadie was trembling in pain, her face pale, but she stubbornly bit her lower lip, not making a sound.

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The wound on her shoulder continued to bleed, soaking her black security uniform. Now, Samuel was holding a knife against her neck, leaving a bloodstain on her fair and smooth skin.

"I know you're treatinglike this because you're interested in this woman." Samuel sneered. It's alright. I haven Nouched her yet. As long as as you spare me, she'll be yours." Upon hearing these words, Sadie looked up at Micah in astonishment.

"What right do you have to negotiate his with me?" Micah finally spoke his finally tone icy cold. No one can threaten me!" Everyone was stunned, not unexpecting he would utter such words.

"Are you implying that you want her to die?" Samuel was furious, the knife still in his hand.

As Sadie exerted herself, blood began to gush from her neck.

She tilted her head back, afraid to move, yet already sensing the breath of death.

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