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

Grandpa Clemens's cracked lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.

"It's 4:30 in the morning now. Children are all asleep," Micah understood Grandpa Clemens's thoughts. "When you feel better, I'll bring them to see you." Grandpa Clemens blinked and relaxed a lot.

"They ask every day when Grandpa Clemens will go back." Micah deliberately provoked him. "Noah blames himself, saying Grandpa Clemens fell because of him." Grandpa Clemens's emotions suddenly became agitated.

"Mr. Clemens," Silas urged.

"I know, I told him it wasn't his fault." Micah quickly reassured, "But as you know, Noah is the smartest and most sensible child. On the surface, he seems fine, but he has been hoping for your return, so please cooperate with the treatment and come home soon."

"Okay." Grandpa Clemens nodded laboriously.

"Rest well. I'll be here with you." Micah tucked Grandpa Clemens in, gently patting his shoulder, soothing him to sleep like he would do to the children.

Clemens's tense mood gradually calmed down,

checked on Grandpa Clemens

for Micah. "Mr. Clemens, why don't you

the chair, holding Grandpa

hate him, only resent him. However, all this resentment dissolved and he felt at peace at this moment. He only hoped that Grandpa Clemens would get better, scold him for a few more years, and cane him a few more times. That way, he would feel

advised, "Why don't you take a nap on the sofa? Grandpa Clemens

I want to

of Grandpa Clemens from the past began to surface in his mind, from a majestic and commanding presence gradually aging. Perhaps one

handed Micah a coat, feeling emotional. "Jerry also told me,

sentence, he choked up and

choked. "It can be said that his wife and children haven't spent as much time with him as I have. I really hope I can spend more

said casually, "So I can't afford to be angry with him in the future. I have to