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

Chapter 434 Sleeping in Arms

After gulping down an entire bottle of water, letting out a satisfied belch, and taking a few deep breaths, Sadie felt somewhat revived.

Micah's phone rang, and he answered it with a curt, "Speak!"

"Didn't I already make myself clear? Why do I have to say it a second time?"

"There will be a press conference tomorrow. Have Ryan handle it."

"Right..."

"I'll deal with the other issues. Leave the public appearance to Ryan."

"No more nonsense."

After he finished the call, his phone rang again. This time he answered using the hands-free speaker in the car, "What is it?"

"Mr. Clemensicah, I've looked into it, and this doesn't seem connected to Nick Clemens at all. Their tech people aren't at that level yet to hack our systems." "Look into the James Group."

not easy to investigate, but I'll see what

me know as soon as you have

"Will do."

Amelia called almost immediately, but Micah couldn't be bothered, so he hung

why do you bother

didn't respond

leaned back

Cloud Hotel, where the manager was waiting

his neck and nestled her face into the crook of his neck, drifting back to sleep.Micah carried Sadie upstairs, and as they were in the elevator, she stirred from her drowse, opened her eyes to glance at him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and nestled her face into the crook of his neck to resume sleeping. Once in the room, Micah placed her on the bed. Seeing her still in her slippers, he shook his head, tossed the slippers into

sound asleep,

on the couch beside the bed, sipping the red wine he had poured earlier, lost in quiet contemplation as he gazed at her. His eyes were filled with a medley

he felt compelled to see her, especially amidst his busy schedule, yet found no clear

her presence added richness to his life. Without her, meals lacked flavor, sleep eluded him, and an ache of emptiness lingered in his heart.

bed, sipping on the red wine he had prepared earlier, quietly contemplating as he gazed at her, his eyes brimming with complex thoughts... He was wondering to himself why he insisted on seeing her despite being incredibly busy.

fact was, without her, his meals lost their flavor, his sleep wasn't restful, and there was a persistent emptiness in his

there, silently watching her,

have been truly exhausted; she slept deeply and sweetly, seemingly

bottle was nearing its end when Micah finally set his glass aside, stood up, and lay