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

Chapter 362 Call Him Big Bro

Micah was taken aback and looked up at her. "What did you just call me?"

"Big Guy!" Mia's face was full of innocence as she stuffed the cotton candy into Micah's mouth and patted her plump hands with a smile. "Eat the cotton candy, and we'll call it even, okay?" Micah sat frozen with the cotton candy stuffed in his mouth, flames burning in his eyes.

Andrew cursed under his breath. Micah had his patience tested time and again by this little rascal today. His inner rage was boiling, yet he couldn't vent it. His subordinates would have to bear the brunt of it. "Ahem!" Silas cleared his throat and warned in a low voice, "Mia, that's not an appropriate title. You can't call him that."

"Why not?" Mia looked over, her confusion apparent.

"Hahaha, kids will be kids. No harm done!" Grandpa Clemens roared with laughter. In his heart, his three precious grandchildren could do no wrong.

"Mia, you can't call him that." Noah gently cautioned her. "We need to be polite!"

"Okay." Mia pouted, looking aggrieved. "So, what should we call him?"

"Call him Big Bro!" Nathan blurted out unexpectedly.

"Whoa!" Grandpa Clemens was so surprised by his comment that he nearly choked on his coffee. He knew his little grandson had a penchant for martial arts, but he never realized the boy had such a streetwise edge, reminiscent of his own younger days.

grandchildren, and so is he. Since he's the oldest, we should

wit's end, a dark

bad luck had he brought upon himself to end up

creatures were untouchable, immune

else they'd burst into tears and set

they plucked hair from his head or called him

when did the word "endure" exist in Micah's

all for that foolish woman and her children with another

Micah's chest. He couldn't stand staying another second here. He abruptly stood up, ready to

stood up, he caught sight of a janitor lurking suspiciously near a pillar. When their gazes met, she quickly turned away and scurried off with her mop in a panic.

car ready." Andrew mistook Micah's intentions for leaving and

a napkin on his lap, gearing up to dine. "Not leaving?" Grandpa Clemens asked, surprised at the sudden

Micah took a sip of

Mia corrected herself, abandoning the nickname at her lips. Her voice timid, she continued, "Here,

her chubby hand, offering Micah

last one on her plate, yet she chose to share it with