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

Chapter 737 Chocolate Toast

After saying that, Noah closed the door.

Outside the door, Grandpa Clemens sighed deeply. He thought his relationship with Noah was starting to improve, but Noah was still distant from him.

Noah was his beloved great-grandson and the heir he had high hopes for. He had put so much effort into nurturing him, but now things had turned out like this. Inside the room, Noah also felt a bit guilty. He had been rude to great-grandfather just now in a moment of urgency, and great-grandfather must be feeling upset. "Squawk-"

At that moment, a hawk's cry suddenly emanated from the computer, prompting Noah to rush to check.

The mechanical pigeon had flown to the northern part of Hillside Villa, landing on a tall tree with its camera pointed directly at the mansion's entrance.

A woman got out of a car, holding the injured hawk, which flapped its wings in distress and squawked incessantly.

After scolding a few times, the hawk obediently nestled in her arms.

In the footage, the camera captured the woman's slender figure, evoking a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

Noah wanted to see the woman's face clearly, but she never turned around. It wasn't until she reached the door that she suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked over...

stared at the screen intently, his heart almost stop

hawk flapped its wings, blocking the

the woman directly carried the hawk into the villa. A female bodyguard with binoculars looked over in this direction, seemingly

pigeon hid

didn't notice anything unusual. She entered the house with binoculars while

the truth, so

as the woman left the villa, it

longer. Not only did the woman not come out, but she

she wouldn't come out for a

order to uncover the truth sooner, Noah

there was another knock on the door

asked, "Who

Nathan's voice came

in," Noah relaxed a

walked in carrying a tray with three slices

make chocolate toast.

returned his gaze to the computer screen. "Mary has tried dozens

of times?" Nathan's clear, bright