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

Chapter 332 Blood Ties or Their Ties

Meanwhile, Mason and Sadie had just arrived at Mr. Clemens' suburban mansion. Mason got out of the car to seek an audience with Mr. Clemens.

The security guard informed him that Mr. Clemens had gone out early in the morning and was still determining when he would return. Mason decided to wait for Mr. Clemens at the gate; the security guard didn't object.

An impatient Sadie in the car asked, "So what's happening?"

"Mr. Clemens has gone out. I'm going to wait here for him. Do you want me to have someone take you back home in the meantime?"

"How can I relax without having found the kids?" Sadie was visibly upset. "Mason, I left my phone at the house. I need to get it in case the kids call. I can't afford to miss it." "Alright, I'll go with you," Mason instructed the driver to take them to her house.

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At the hospital, Mr. Clemens confronted Micah in the director's office with a frigid tone, "What are you doing here?"

someone with my car. The kid's parents filed a police

cops?" Mr. Clemens was taken

this," Micah interjected with a feigned excuse. "We wouldn't want others to

what?" Mr. Clemens immediately rejected the offer. "I've grown fond of those three kids. Their welfare is my responsibility. I promised

matter how much you protect them, that's no substitute for their parents, right?" Micah argued confidently. "They have to

true," Mr. Clemens conceded, "Alright, bring them here. I'll apologize to

agenda blows this out of proportion, I could throw myself in the

nodded, convinced by the logic of it. "So,

return the kids to the parents and offer compensation to make things right," Micah replied, all serious. "I checked with the hospital; the kids are fine; they're just scared. I doubt the parents will kick up a fuss." "Hmm," Mr. Clemens murmured, nodding gravely. "Those three kids are quite a delight. I've grown quite fond of them. Don't shortchange them, you hear? Whatever the parents ask for, try to accommodate. Got it?" "Understood, don't worry,"

Andrew

say goodbye to the kids

toward the ward and gave Silas an order along the

the gifts I bought for the kids, and, oh, the smartwatches with phones I got for them. Store my number in them so they

on it," Silas said with a