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

Chapter 393 Ask Her Not to Come Again

The Luminexes took Amelia and left first. As a doctor, Dahlia accompanied them the whole time.

Worried that the old man's blood pressure would spike, Silas cajoled him back home and notified the staff at Tai Chi Hospital to come check on him. Gradually, everyone drifted away, and it seemed as if calm was being restored.

Nelson was the last to leave, with Rylan escorting him downstairs.

Before getting into the car, Nelson said with a gentle smile, "I had planned to talk to Micah, but he probably doesn't want to see me right now. Please convey my apologies to him. This incident... Our Luminex family also has its faults." "If you put it that way, we feel even more ashamed," Rylan said, feeling genuinely apologetic.

"No, the one who should be ashamed is me." Nelson sighed. "If I had known Micah's heart belonged to someone else, I never would have pushed for his marriage to Amelia." "Uh..." Rylan was at a loss for words, unsure of what to say.

Nelson proved his acumen as a businessman; though he hadn't known anything in advance, he could tell that Micah had stepped up to take the blame to protect Sadie.

In the end, it didn't matter who was behind the poisoning; what mattered was where Micah's heart lay, and whoever it pointed to was the winner.

"That girl's name is Sadie?" Nelson asked suddenly.

"Yes." Rylan nodded.

Roth?" Nelson

why Nelson was asking so meticulously. Was he trying to

years ago, I

felt relieved, realizing it was just an old acquaintance he was

keep you any

patted Rylan on the shoulder, turned, and got

watched him drive away, then

everything that could be thrown, and Andrew had narrowly missed getting his head smashed, thanks to some quick

it means facing death." Rylan furrowed his brows, then remembered something. "Oh, what about

think we can't keep her in the company any longer. Miss Amelia causes trouble every other day. It's pretty scary." "I feel the same." Rylan took a deep breath and knocked on the

inside. Rylan hesitated, contemplating withdrawing, when

a

leather chair faced away from them. His handsome profile reflected against the floor-to-ceiling window,

Rylan spoke softly, "Your grandfather is furious. Silas coaxed him home, worried about his blood pressure,

His gaze was lowered, and