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

Chapter 312 Frank or Blunt?

Mr. Clemens wore a look of steely resolve, his gaze complex with emotion. Silas bowed his head, remaining silent.

Every member of the Clemens family knew the painful history-the early demise of Mr. Clemens' son and daughter-in-law was a thorn in both Mr. Clemens' and Micah's sides and a taboo subject within the Clemens family. A topic only they could broach.

Because of that past tragedy, Mr. Clemens held tightly to Micah's heartstrings.

Micah, now twenty-eight, never had a serious relationship. Perhaps because of his upbringing, he was obtuse and even obstinate regarding romance.

There had been recent rumors of a woman in Micah's life who almost caused him to strangle his cousin Alan Davis, sparking a vengeful response from an aunt.

Consequently, Mr. Clemens hurried to Newark to handle the matter himself. Even if Micah resented him for it, Mr. Clemens knew he must maintain strict control to prevent history from repeating itself. "Mr. Clemens!" A soft voice rang out.

Turning around, Mr. Clemens' lips curled up into a smile. "Amelia's here!"

"Sorry I'm late," Amelia apologized, bustling over with two insulated food containers. "I've made you oatmeal, applesauce, scrambled eggs, and veggies!"

you; you're such a thoughtful child," Mr.

the thermos food container from Amelia and, noticing the bandages around two of her fingers, asked with concern, "Amelia, what happened to

nothing," Amelia said, quickly hiding her hand behind

see,"

"I just cut myself while chopping vegetables. It's a minor

don't cook anything," Mr. Clemens advised with concern. "Let the

meal for you myself," Amelia said sweetly. "Consider it a small token

Mr. Clemens said, nodding appreciatively. "I've always said that Micah made a wise choice in marrying

can't force these things,"

sensed there was more to her words. "Did

prepared a special dinner with king crab, but he just grabbed his car keys and rushed out without looking at me. He

be angry, Mr. Clemens," Amelia quickly tried to calm him down. "The more you push him, the more he resists. He might even start to resent me. Let's just

it," Mr. Clemens reassured her, patting her hand. "Go rest now, and thank you for

so distant,"

Clemens said with a chuckle. "Go