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

Chapter 55 The Legendary Chip

Brenda ran over and used tables and chairs to block the door, afraid of someone breaking in again. Noah immediately rushed into the kitchen and brought out two knives, handing them to Brenda.

Brenda held one knife in her hand and stood guard at the door like a guard.

Nathan ran to the balcony to find brooms, mops, and clotheslines-everything that could be a defensive weapon and distributed them to the family.

Then, he took out a rope, waving it a few times with great grandeur!

The entire family armed themselves, ready for battle.

But for a long time, there was no movement outside...

Mia bit her lip, trembling all over, her big grape-like eyes teary.

"Don't be afraid. I will protect you." Sadie held Mia and discussed with Brenda. "Do you think we should call the police?"

"I do!" Brenda hurriedly went to find her phone.

"The most urgent thing now is to have Coco poop the chip," Noah squinted, analyzing like a little detective. "Otherwise, when the police come, they might take Coco away first, and who knows? They might even cut Coco open to find..."

and burst into tears. "No, don't... "Do not let them take Coco away! Do not let them cut Coco's belly

to wipe Mia's tears. "Mia, don't

"But it's been so many days, and Coco still hasn't pushed

room and took out a

is this?" everyone

have constipation, and the doctor prescribed this for me," Brenda said a little embarrassed. "It works

what are we waiting

a smaller dose. Otherwise, Coco won't be

"1/10..."

the whole

let out a few pitiful

frowned, her little face filled with worry. "Will Coco's stomach be able to handle it? It seems like she's in a lot of

and sympathetically looked at Coco. "Coco, endure it a little longer. Once it's out, it will be fine. Otherwise, those bad people will cut open your belly..." "Stop talking!" Mia screamed, cutting off Nathan's words. She was timid and scared

okay. I won't say

soon as Nathan finished speaking,

immediately focused their attention on Coco, staring

our Coco to push out the

large pile of diluted bird droppings. This time, there was no need for a small

cheered, high-fiving each other, as if they had won a