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

Chapter 254 Unhappy Birthday

All secrets could be shared, except for the one about the keepshakes.

Micah's eyes dropped, and he silently slid the menu toward her with a gesture suggesting her to place an order.

"Surprise me." Sadie handed the menu back to the hovering restaurant manager, feigning nonchalance. "What's gotten into you today, inviting me out for dinner?" It seemed to be the first time he had taken her out as Micah.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly announced, "It's my birthday today!"

"What?" Sadie was taken aback. She had no idea it was his birthday and had nothing prepared.

"I also visited the cemetery," he said, his voice low as he swirled his wine glass with a deep gaze. "To see my mother."

The dim light cast on his face, revealing an inscrutable somberness.

"Oh..." Sadie replied cautiously, curious about where his mother rested but too apprehensive to probe further.

Something felt off about him today, and she feared that a misstep might provoke his ire.

"How's the new house? Are you settling in well?" Micah shifted the conversation, looking up at her.

"It's great." Sadie nodded with a smile. "Thank you!"

"Enjoy your weekend. See you Monday at the office," he said, taking a sip of his drink.

"Sure." Sadie raised her glass to him. "Happy Birth—"

"Don't say it." Micah cut her off abruptly, his brow furrowed, a chilling intensity in his eyes.

was stunned. 'What is wrong with him? Isn't it his birthday? What could be wrong with wishing him well?' Sensing the tension, Micah clinked his glass against hers as a peace offering and drained his wine in one

also finished her drink, exhaled deeply,

charming flush to her cheeks and a lively sparkle to her eyes

lightweight and not exactly the

last inebriated incident, passionate

his throat as his eyes darkened

uneasy. "What

manager served a

prepare a cake by any

but I'll take care of it right away," the

a hand dismissively. "Everyone can

The manager

dining room quieted down, leaving just the

with the aroma of red wine and fine cuisine, adorning the amorous night. "Why didn't you want the cake? It feels like something's missing,"

Micah poured himself half a glass

was worried. "But I didn't

the best

held a suggestive warmth

really shouldn't drink any more..." Sadie's

get drunk. I've

returned to his drink, his meal

something was off. "Are you not in

in one go and then spoke slowly. "Today... marks the anniversary of my mother's

taken aback. 'That

want to hear "Happy Birthday", the absence of a cake, the visit to the gravesite, and the somber mood. "That's why I never celebrate my birthday." Micah continued to pour