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

Chapter 348 Possibly Your Children

Micah spent the entire day with his eyes glued to his phone, waiting for a call from Sadie that never came.

In the evening, Dahlia came by to update him and mentioned with a thoughtful tone, "Miss Roth's waist injury has improved significantly. With a bit more rest, she'll be fully recovered. Oh, and I texted her this afternoon. She's planning to return to work tomorrow."

"Hmm," Micah grunted, casually inquiring. "Did she say anything else?"

Deep down, he was eager to know if she had mentioned him at all.

"She... she also said that everything you arranged was very thoughtful and thorough." Dahlia carefully fabricated the story. "Including securing housing arrangements for the doctors and nurses and making it easier for them to look after the kids. It really solved a big problem for her, and she's extremely grateful to you."

"You're getting bolder," Micah cut her off, eyeing her coldly. "How dare you lie to me?"

"Please forgive me, sir!" Dahlia apologized immediately.

Micah's brow furrowed he knew it was a lie. That ungrateful woman certainly wasn't thankful; how could she say such things?

lowering his gaze to continue with his

she departed, she met Grandpa

back, proceeding to sit in the armchair opposite Micah. "Is the

Micah blurted before catching himself.

day by day, we have to be careful about public opinion. I hope my recent mishap hasn't brought you

It hasn't," Micah assured him. Eyeing Grandpa Clemens' neatly tailored clothes and healthy glow, he teased, "All

him with his cane. "Naughty kid, now

are

up with an affectionate smile at the thought of the children. "I just called them up. I'm planning to take

you've just met recently. Why are

path," Grandpa Clemens chuckled. "The moment I set eyes on them, I felt this warm familiarity, and you know, I think they bear a resemblance to you, even in their temperaments, especially Noah." "Cut

himself abruptly and switched gears. "Don't start pinning it on me. I don't have a slew

suspect they were indeed your own kids!" Grandpa Clemens

making sure you didn't mess around, and now, seeing these three kids, I kind of