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

Chapter 1001 Fooling Raymond

"Absolutely not. Sadie respects the kids' feelings," Micah asserted confidently. "The kids don't want to leave their dad. Plus, you've already made a will and shown enough sincerity. Sadie should get how important this is."

"Even if she understands, Tristan might not let it go," Raymond said seriously. "After everything, my view of Sadie has changed a lot. I admit, my stubbornness broke you two apart and hurt her. I'm ready to take responsibility. If she asks, I'll do my best to make it up to her. But when it comes to the kids, I can't compromise. They're Clemens, the future of our family. We can't let them be taken away."

Raymond got more agitated, his hands shaking with emotion.

"I know," Micah soothed. "They're my kids, and I care even more than you do. No matter how much I love Sadie, I won't back down when it comes to the kids. I'm an adult; I can't let someone take my kids and give them another last name. Don't worry. I'll be staying there with Mia. We think the kids will recover faster if they see both Mom and Dad every day."

"You are staying there too?" Silas quickly agreed. "If that's the case, then there shouldn't be any problem."

"Are you really staying there?" Raymond was skeptical.

"Of course," Micah shrugged. "Where else would I stay? Half Mountain Villa is still being renovated, so I have no place to live."

easy to appease now. She left in a huff; will she really let you

the kids," Micah continued. "Mia's condition is really unstable, and we're all worried. Plus, Dr. Henry is hard to get. We finally managed to bring him back, hoping he can cure Mia ASAP. Sadie has put

a fiery temper, but she truly loves the kids," Silas added.

time and finally nodded. "Alright, since you put it that way, I won't stop you. Once Mia's illness

they were going to Sadie's place,

appeared on Noah's

the couch, clapping and cheering

and said joyfully, "Great. We

to grandpa.

"Goodbye, grandpa!"

Noah and Nathan's hands, reluctant to let go, and repeatedly reminded them. "Call me every

it, grandpa. Don't