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

Micah's expression changed instantly. He had anticipated that Tristan would show up one day, but he didn't expect it to be this soon. As soon as he appeared, he caught Micah off guard. What a great way to meet! "Micah, are you still listening?" Rylan asked, interrupting Micah's thoughts.

"Is there anything else?" Micah frowned and asked.

"Mr. Lingston called me early this morning, saying he and Ms. Lingston can face the media to explain some thing to restore your and the Clemens family's reputation. He asked me to ask for your opinion." "I'll go to the company first," Micah said, looking at his watch, "I'll spare an hour to meet with them today."

"Got it. I'll convey the message," Rylan said, "Also, Ms. Nick Clemens is being pursued by the police, so she probably won't make any rash moves for now. You can focus on other matters."

"Okay." Micah hung up the phone and got up to leave. Suddenly, a low, hoarse voice rang in his ear. "Micah!"

Slightly startled, Micah turned his head and saw that Grandpa Clemens had woken up at some point. Due to his weak condition, his voice was very low and unclear. Micah quickly leaned in to listen. "What did you say?" "I said..." Grandpa Clemens spoke intermittently, "Take it slow. Don't rush. I'm still here!"

simple sentence was like Grandpa Clemens' advice to him in his childhood. Young Micah was always impatient and rushed into everything. Grandpa Clemens would scold him, "Stay calm. With your

Grandpa Clemens was just showing off his authority and capability! And now, the aging and dying Grandpa Clemens said it again. Micah felt a mix of emotions, his nose tingling and his eyes reddening. But he didn't want Grandpa Clemens to see that.

softly, but due to his illness, he couldn't muster the same vigor as

squeezed his hand. "Rest well. Nathan and the others are waiting

children. Micah hurried out of the ward to change clothes next door.

he walked briskly towards the elevator. "Tell them to hold a press conference at

surprised. "The matter

resolved before five." Micah stared at his watch, giving a definitive command, "Have

it." Andrew immediately

room for himself when

was 8 a.m. now, and he only gave himself 10 hours to solve all the problems and present a satisfactory answer to the public. If he could withstand Tristan's first move, he could continue to fight with him. Just as Micah got into the car, his phone rang. It