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..."

don't... "Do not let them

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

should let Coco poop the chip first," Sadie said worriedly, furrowing her brow. "But

and took out a small green bottle. "How about

this?"

have constipation, and the doctor prescribed this for me," Brenda said a little embarrassed. "It works really well. You can see the effect right

what are we waiting for?

dose. Otherwise,

"1/10..."

whole family gathered to watch

low, looking spiritless. It let out a few pitiful cries

worry. "Will Coco's stomach be able to handle it? It seems like she's in a lot of

Once it's out, it will be fine. Otherwise, those bad people will cut open your belly..." "Stop talking!" Mia screamed,

won't say it..." Nathan

speaking, Noah shouted, "It's

immediately focused their attention on Coco, staring intently at its backside and

bless our Coco to push out the chip

delivered, meeting everyone's expectations and defecating a large pile of diluted bird droppings. This time, there was no need for a small stick to poke around. The gleaming golden chip was

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