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

Dahlia breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Micah just wanted to know how children are doing."

Sadie nodded slightly without speaking.

"Give the phone to Sadie," Micah commanded.

"Okay." Dahlia handed the phone to Sadie. "Ms. James, Micah wants to talk with you."

Sadie took the phone and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"Tristan has arrived in Newark. You know it, right?" Micah stated bluntly.

Sadie was visibly shocked and clearly unaware of this development.

"Please take children to Half Mountain Villa. I'll be there soon," Micah instructed. As he spoke, Andrew had already told Rodolfo to change direction and head back to Frost Peak Mountain. Sadie hesitated. She had just reunited with her children. But now, she was being asked to send them back so soon, which she found hard to accept.

Moreover, she hadn't received any confirmation about Tristan's arrival, questioning the validity of Micah's words.

"I need to confirm first." Sadie covered the phone and immediately instructed Annika, "Go check..."

Before she could finish her words, the car suddenly braked sharply.

Nathan and the others screamed in fright, almost falling off the sofa, but Annika managed to hold them in time.

are

front of them, a silver Bugatti blocked their way like a lone, cold silver

on?" Micah asked anxiously over the phone, "Sadie, just take the children back to

late." Sadie frowned and then

Mr. Tristan

Tristan was often ruthless and violent. What if he laid hands on

regained his composure and

from that day!

said, "Nathan, be good. Don't speak out of turn.

car, and

turned to instruct Annika,

Annika's voice trembled. She knew that

behind her and

urged urgently,

"We're already speeding up."

"Faster!"

"Yes!"

the Bugatti, looking

eyes as cold as frost, gazing deeply at her. "Sadie, you've been naughty." This seemingly light sentence felt like icy coldness piercing