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

Chapter 792 Fantastic Assistance

Leaving the villa, Micah went straight to the car. It was already one-thirty in the morning, with seven or eight missed calls on his phone, all from Grandpa Clemens. Micah knew that if he didn't deal with Ella's situation soon, Grandpa Clemens would probably come looking for him.

So he headed directly to the hospital near Noble Summit Manor to see how Ella was doing.

However, on the way, Micah encountered a returning car.

The two cars stopped, and Andrew got out of the car and greeted, "Mr. Clemens."

"What's going on?" Micah asked, "Where's Ella?"

"Ms. Lingston is in the car," Andrew replied in a low voice, "Her wounds have been treated. She insisted on coming back, saying she didn't want to stay in the hospital. So we take her back after the doctor's permission." Micah looked into the car, where Ella was weakly leaning on the seat, pale but smiling at him. She signed to him, "It's just a superficial wound. I'm fine. Let's go back now."

Micah waved his hand, and everyone got into the car and headed to the hot spring hotel.

In the car, Micah considered calling Grandpa Clemens back, but realized that it was very late. Grandpa Clemens might have been asleep. If he called now, he might wake them up, so he decided not to call.

returned to the hot spring hotel and were about to get out of the car, a wheelchair suddenly rolled out into the yard, startling everyone. They hurriedly bowed and greeted, "Grandpa Clemens!" Grandpa Clemens stared

and frowned, "Why are you

thought you had gone to meet God," Grandpa Clemens said

was an emergency on

important than Ella's

and death," Micah retorted, "Don't you think

Louis held a significant status, and if something really happened

was real danger on Joe's side, it was understandable for Micah to go and

moment, a medical staff helped

injured?" Grandpa Clemens looked at

urgent matter on Mr. Louis's side, and I asked him to go and deal with it first." "Good child," Grandpa Clemens

do." Ella looked guilty, gesturing in sign language, "It's my fault

that. He should have taken better care of you," Grandpa Clemens advised with concern, "It's windy

her legs softened, almost to fall. Micah promptly supported her and

but it took a while to bring one. Ella was already

temper, but Micah picked Ella up