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

Chapter 930 Where's the Problem

"I've always said Ella would make a great wife," Nelson continued to fan the flames. "Not only can she support you in life, but she can also contribute significantly to your business. She will definitely be a valuable partner for you in the future." "I don't need her help in business. Just take care of the family for me," Micah replied. "You rest well. I'm heading out."

"Alright. You too. Don't worry. Mia will be fine," Nelson said.

Nelson escorted Micah out, and when he was far away, he returned to the ward and said to Ella with excitement, "I used to worry about what would happen if Tristan defeated Micah, but it seems like Micah is even more formidable." "Of course," Ella smiled and gestured, "My judgment is never wrong."

"Ella, you're amazing." Nelson was extremely excited. "It looks like we made the right bet this time."

"Alright. Enough with the talk. Go back and fetch me some extra clothes. This time, I will definitely move into the Clemens family officially." Ella changed from her usual gentleness and became confident.

"Of course." Nelson was somewhat excited. "Just now Micah said to let you take good care of the family."

"Yes. He has started to accept me." Ella was excited with just the thought of it. "It wasn't in vain that I put in so much effort. I finally touched him."

"This is just the first step in a long journey. You still need to be patient," Nelson reminded, "Alright. Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go get your clothes."

stared at her hands, feeling

Micah back to the ward and couldn't help but ask, "Micah, what happened at the James family today that made you so resentful towards Ms.

his

frowned and asked

Micah interrupted

and daughter. But now that Micah had spoken, it seemed like he was not acting at all.

evidence," Micah added, "Not just

puzzled, then

take

did just as Micah

Bistro, the sun blazed overhead, and all the evidence

hurried to the restaurant, it was quiet, with

matter from the very start. Harold and the staff

came up with a crying face, "Ms. James, I

a gesture, signaling