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

Chapter 359 Let Go of My Granddaughter

At the Castle Restaurant, every waiter and waitress would dress up as a character from fairy tales.

Waiters and waitresses are dressed as angels or elves, bodyguards are dressed as hunters and knights, while the bartenders are dressed as witches.

Every child entering the restaurant gets to wear their favorite character's costume. Little Mia transformed into the Little Mermaid, while Noah and Nathan were dressed as the Little Prince.

Grandpa Clemens was also dressed in the attire of an old king, while Silas was accordant to his true profession, dressed as the butler from fairy tales.

Grandpa Clemens, gazing at his reflection, let out a hearty laugh. "I must say, it really suits the occasion!"

"Grandpa Clemens, you exude such grandeur!" Silas complimented him sincerely. Despite his age, he stood tall and full of vigor.

The three children cheered with excitement, "Grandpa, you truly look like a king!"

"If I'm a king, then you are my little princes and princess!" Grandpa Clemens beamed with joy as he led the children. "Let's go dine!" "Yay, it's time to eat!" Nathan shouted cheerfully.

"Oops, I can't walk!"

her tail, unable to

Prince Noah was quick

burst out laughing. "Adorable, yet mischievous! Our mermaid hasn't turned into a human yet, so she can't walk.

I should do

glare and squatted down,

dare object

back, wrapping her arms around his neck, and shouted joyously, "Grandpa, you're the

I could carry the three of you with no trouble at all," Grandpa Clemens said, feeling a surge of vitality. With one hand supporting Mia's little legs and the other bracing against the wall, he stood up. But just as he straightened his back, a "crack" sounded, and his

quickly steadied Grandpa Clemens,

fine," Grandpa Clemens replied, clutching his lower back, sweat beading on

turned pale with fright as she asked anxiously,

some difficulty, still attempting to maintain his sense of humor. "It must be some witch who has hexed me!" "Grandpa..." Silas was

issue,

act tough. "She is a three-year-old child. How could I not carry her? Back in my

haughty voice suddenly