Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 814 Come at Me Together

Sadie smirked, showing no intention of engaging in a fight, as if these people weren't worth her effort.

"Do you want them to live or die?" Micah unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the car.

"Half-dead is fine!" Sadie glanced at the group and then looked down at her watch. "Twenty people. Is twenty minutes enough for you?" "Plenty!" Micah walked to the front of the car and gestured. "Come at me together!"

"Arrogant!"

The leader of the thugs gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, while his lackeys brandished iron rods and charged forward.

Micah kicked, sending the one in front flying twenty feet back, crashing into the others behind.

The rest stood in shock, frozen in place and hesitant to advance.

"What are you standing around for? Catch them!" the leader barked, "There's no way all of us can't take down him!"

Armed with knives, they took a couple of steps forward, but upon seeing Micah's cold gaze, they hesitated and stepped back. "Cowards, do you still want money?"

The leader swung his iron rod and charged, with the others following suit.

Micah glanced at his watch, ready for a swift resolution.

The headlights of the Pagani illuminated the scene like a grand stage. Sadie reclined lazily in her seat, eyes closed, feeling the lingering headache and a sense of weariness creeping in. The sounds of fighting, cursing, and screaming didn't disturb her. She remained immersed in her world, quietly at peace.

"Go grab that woman. Hurry up."

The leader and a dozen others besieged Micah.

Two thugs turned and rushed to grab Sadie with their knives.

A sharp sense of danger approached.

Sadie slowly opened her eyes, a flash of silver passing by. Just as the blade was about to reach her neck, a swift wind intervened, disarming the attacker. Soon after, screams rang out. Some blood splattered on Sadie's face.

She furrowed her brows slightly, showing a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

But in the next moment, Micah had dealt with the twenty thugs, bodies strewn under the light of the car.

Sadie glanced at her watch-it had only taken thirteen minutes!

He was unarmed but fought against twenty armed assailants. This speed was impressive!

Micah clapped his hands, looked at the bloodied car hood, and frowned. "It needs a wash!"

"And clothes need changing," Sadie remarked, lifting her chin.

Micah looked down at his clothes, which were stained with blood.

He never killed people. He merely injured the two thugs who had tried to harm Sadie, teaching them a lesson, but blood was still shed. "Get in the car," Sadie urged.

As Micah got in, he glanced at a silver Rolls-Royce approaching in the distance. Annika, Arya, and others hurriedly got out to deal with the remaining thugs.

"Within an hour, I want to know who ordered this," Sadie demanded.

"Yes. Ms. James." Annika and Arya nodded in compliance.

Sadie closed the convertible top, and Micah drove away.

The night was quiet.

Micah handed Sadie a few tissues.

Sadie gently wiped the blood off her face and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Micah paused for a moment and then turned to her. "Who do you think I should be?"

"You can't be just a regular waiter." Sadie cut to the chase. "I believe you won't harm me, but I want to know, what is your purpose in getting close to me?" "I want you back by my side."

Micah spoke without hesitation, expressing his deepest feelings.

Upon hearing this, Sadie was stunned. She had many speculations but never expected this answer.