Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 9 Work Harder, Toy Boy!

"How much do you think I can earn each night?" Leaning back on the sofa, Micah swirled his wine glass and leisurely looked at her. "What if I get no luck?" "Given how you look, I don't think that's gonna happen."

Sadie scrutinized him from head to toe and her gaze somehow fell between his legs.

"I heard that even an average's gonna earn seven or eight hundred bucks each time, and about 2 grand for a whole night. As for you, I would say at least 2 grands each night, right?"

"So, you're suggesting I give you one grand every night?" A deeper smirk curled up at the corner of Micah's lips. "You're easily satisfied."

"I didn't say that!" Sadie snapped back. "I mean... you owe me a minimum of 5,000 dollars every night. To make up for your past mistakes, you need to work harder and bring in more money for me. Got it?" "Money is not a problem." Micah seemed quite generous. He then asked in confusion, "But how did you recognize me just now?"

"I saw your tattoo. The wolf's head." Sadie was afraid that he would deny it.

Micah looked deeply into her eyes. "So, you didn't actually know what I looked like?"

"Who knows what you look like?" Sadie said irritably, "That night I was drunk and couldn't see your face at all."

Micah took a sip of his wine, smiled, and remained silent.

"Don't even think about dishonoring the agreement, or I'll complain to the nightclub manager." Sadie quickly warned, "And I heard that you're transexual. If that's discovered, you won't be able to work here anymore." Micah froze, his eyes narrowing with annoyance. "Transexual?"

"Scared, no?" Sadie quickly took out a pen and paper from her bag and filled out a simple contract.

"From today on, you must pay me half of your daily income within the next five months as compensation for what happened in the past. Sign the agreement and we'll have a deal." As Sadie spoke, she handed the pen to him.

"Am I the only escort you've slept with?" Micah raised an eyebrow, looking at her scribble on the contract. "You must have a whole stack of this kind of contract, right?"

"Do you think I enjoy sleeping with escorts? It was an accident back then! You're the only man I've ever slept with!"

The corners of Micah's lips curled into a slight smile. Seeming to be in a good mood, he signed the agreement, yet Sadie couldn't recognize what his name was. Feeling that a signature wasn't enough, Sadie grabbed his hand and fiercely bit his thumb. As the blood flowed, she forcefully pressed his thumb onto the paper.

"Well done" Sadie smirked as the contract was signed, feeling triumphant. "It's a deal now, no backing out. Why don't we start right now? Where's the money you earned today?" "It's not my lucky day. No money for now."

Suddenly, Micah pulled her into his embrace and held her waist tightly. His seductive lips brushed against her cheek as he whispered in her ear, "Why don't you place an order? I'll give you a 50% discount..." "Nice try!" Sadie got rid of him at once. She grabbed the contract in a panic and pushed him aside. "Don't ever think about tricking me! From now on, you'll have to work as hard as possible and repay the debt!" Micah narrowed his eyes, looking deeply into hers. "Are you that generous to see me sleep with other women?"

"Why not? You're my cash cow!" Sadie took out her phone. "Let's exchange phone numbers."

Micah took her phone and entered his number. As he was about to save his name, Sadie took it back and entered "Toy Boy in Debt" instead!

Micah frowned, clearly unhappy about the title.