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

Chapter 709 Navigating the Crisis

Sadie's laughter echoed as she slid into the car. "But you have to be able to stomach it!" she teased, rolling down the window and leaning against it with a languid grace. "By the way, thank you for today."

Micah watched her with a steady gaze, his eyes lingering on her bandaged hand. "It seems you've finally found your conscience," he remarked dryly. "Just remember to disinfect that wound, or it will become infected." "I got it," Sadie replied, raising her hand with a smile that was both playful and defiant. "I still need this hand to deal with you, after all. I won't let it get hurt."

"That's good to hear," Micah responded, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he climbed into his own car.

The two vehicles pulled away simultaneously, driving side by side.

Alan and Arya locked eyes, their competitive spirits flaring as they accelerated in unison. In the backseat of their respective cars, Micah and Sadie shared a knowing smile, their windows closing in perfect sync as they silently bid each other, 'Until we meet again!'

By the time Micah reached the hospital, the clock had already ticked past 3:30 a.m. As his entourage disembarked from their vehicles, they found Silas waiting at the entrance.

"Silas, why are you here at this hour?" Andrew asked, his voice laced with concern.

Senior is quite worried, so naturally, I accompanied him," Silas explained. "Nelson is currently en route back to the country. He's not expected to arrive until dawn." Micah frowned, confusion creasing his brow. "How did Ella, who was perfectly fine, end up in an accident? Was she being chauffeured by someone

was the Livingston family's bodyguard," Silas

driver?"

more severe than hers." Micah's frown deepened as

still unclear. The traffic department is investigating,

with exhaustion. Micah removed his coat and draped it over the older man, who jolted awake with a start. "Why did

time," Micah explained patiently. "You should return home

wait for the results," Mr. Clemens Senior insisted, his expression resolute. "Ella has been taking care of me for the past two years. She's a good, kind-hearted girl. With her

past two years. She had provided various acupuncture treatments that had significantly improved his health. When Mia had fallen ill, Ella had also taken care

must have

out," Micah

the emergency room, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts as he waited. Andrew went to gather more information and soon returned with a report. "The

investigation and