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

Chapter 739 Fierce Killing Intent

Noah had been staring at the computer in the room, waiting for the master to come out so he could see her clearly. After waiting for a long time, she still hadn't appeared, and all the doors and windows of the mansion were closed. Apart from the cold outer walls of the mansion, the mechanical pigeons couldn't capture anything.

Noah felt a bit hungry, so he started eating the chocolate toast on the table, finished the milk, and then continued to stare at the computer.

Shortly afterwards, it was already noon, and Mary knocked on the door from outside, calling out softly, "Young Master, it's time for lunch." Unconsciously, it was already noon.

Noah's eyes were sore, and his stomach was empty, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity, so he said to Mary, "Please bring the meal to me; I'll eat in the room."

Mary looked at Grandpa Clemens behind him.

Grandpa Clemens nodded, and Mary immediately said, "Alright, I'll go prepare it."

Noah continued to monitor the computer, refusing to believe that those people wouldn't come out.

Mary prepared the meal, knocked on the door, and, upon seeing Noah sitting at the desk staring at the computer, kindly advised, "Young Master, if you keep staring at the computer like this, you might harm your eyes. Come, let's have a meal first."

"Thank you, Mary." Noah turned to Mary. "Please bring it over here for me."

to place the meal on the dining table, but he had to eat at the desk, which she felt was inappropriate, but she did it anyway. "Thank

picked up the meal and started

there's no rush." Mary looked at him affectionately. "You can have some

Noah nodded. "I'll call you when I'm done. You can go out

and left the

However, he felt that those people would eventually

and sleepy. He lay his head on

car came from the computer. Noah immediately woke up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the

the mansion door had opened, and eight female bodyguards stood in an orderly line at it, holding black

in a black suit walked out of the

so he had to see her clearly, even if

had come, Noah dared not blink, keeping his eyes fixed on

the umbrella covered her upper body, making it impossible to see

catching a glimpse of the person's face. Despite the risk of being detected, Noah was unconcerned at this moment. His sole focus was

the door. The camera angle lowered, gradually revealing the person who was half-covered by the umbrella, with only the face left to

held his breath, staring at the screen, his small hands clenched into fists,