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Startled, Sadie quickly shut her eyes and turned around, flustered. "You're... you're taking a bath. I should leave you be." Micah didn't respond.

Sadie made to leave, her steps quickening, but then stopped short, struck by a sudden thought. Shouldn't she take this chance to confirm whether or not there's a wolf tattoo on the small of his back? With newfound courage, she said, "I... I need to talk to you."

"Huh?" Micah hummed a response.

"There was this creepy delivery tonight, was that from you?" Sadie got straight to the point.

Micah opened his eyes. "Someone's impersonating me and sent you a scary package?"

"Yes," Sadie nodded. "This evening, I got a delivery with a dead kitten inside... and a bomb."

Recalling the events, she still felt shaken. "Thankfully, I found it in time, and the bomb wasn't very powerful, or else I'd be dead now." Micah Clemens paused for a moment before picking up his phone to call Dahlia. "There's a sketchy package. Find out who sent it." "Got it."

"You didn't send it? Then who..." Sadie Roth was at a loss for words. "Who would dare impersonate you?"

It wasn't surprising that someone wanted to hurt her, but to do so under the guise of Micah Clemens? That was startling.

"I've got people on it. We should have an answer soon." Micah wiped his face, damp with moisture. "Anything else?" "It's about that necklace..."

"You have one more day," Micah said flatly, leaving no room for argument. "But..."

Sadie tried to plead, but Micah shut his eyes, signaling an end to the conversation. With a pout, Sadie glared at him resentfully.

He lay back in the bathtub, giving Sadie no view of whether there was a tattoo on his back.

On a whim, Sadie said pointedly, "Mr. Clemens, I don't get why you're forcing me into this debt settlement agreement. Is it because you fancy me? But I already have a boyfriend." Micah frowned, his voice icy. "Leave."

"It's true, I swear." Sadie grew desperate. "My boyfriend's tall, handsome, and treats me like a queen. He always shows up just in time to save me, and he's..."

"Who saved you this time?" Micah opened his eyes, giving her a look like she was a fool. "And the time before that? And before that?"

"Yeah, you've come to my rescue a lot, but he's different..." Sadie mused before adding deliberately, "He was my first boyfriend, and I won't leave him." "Oh? What does he do?" Micah raised an eyebrow.

"He's in... service work," Sadie hedged.

She couldn't be certain yet that Micah Clemens was the male escort; what if she was wrong?

Better to keep the male escort's identity under wraps and avoid giving Micah a chance for retaliation.

"What kind of service?" Micah asked, trying to corner her.

"Well, it's... you know..." Sadie stumbled over the words, too honest to lie effectively. She deflected, "Why should I tell you?"

Micah, tired of the exchange, waved his hand dismissively, gesturing for her to scram.

Realizing her attempt to trick information out of him had failed, Sadie knew she had to back off for now.

But as she turned, her knee bumped the wall with such force that a numbing pain shot through her, eliciting a sharp cry as she collapsed to the ground, massaging her leg. "Micah Clemens couldn't help but roll his eyes. "How can anyone be as dumb as you? Even a pig has more sense!"

Whimpering in pain, Sadie Roth huddled on the floor, the tears streaming down her face. "It hurts so bad..."

Micah, finding her sobs unbearable, found a hint of sympathy within him and stood up to walk over to her. On the floor, Sadie sensed his approach and felt a spark of hope.