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

Chapter 1145 Don't Interfere

"Yo, you think he caught what we were saying?" Rylan asked, looking kinda worried. "Nah, doubt it," Andrew shrugged. "Nathan ain't like Noah; he can't hide his feels." "True that," Rylan nodded. "We heading back tonight, right? I'll hit up Silas." Andrew gave a thumbs up. "Cool."

Rylan went off to handle some stuff while Andrew hung around outside Micah's door.

Meanwhile, Nathan got back to his room, and two maids were setting up a bath for him. He waved them off, "You guys can bounce. I got this." "What's up today? You usually dig us helping you with your bath," one maid teased with a grin.

"I'm growing up, can't always have you guys doing it," Nathan said, feeling a bit awkward.

"Aw, look who's getting shy," the other maid giggled, covering her mouth.

"Geez, I'm blushing here," Nathan said, covering his face and acting all coy. "I'm starving. Can you grab me some grub? I'll eat after my bath." "Sure thing, we'll get on it." The maids answered sweetly.

Once they left, Nathan's face turned serious. He quickly used his smartwatch to call Noah.

The phone rang forever before Noah, sounding half-asleep, picked up, "What's up, Nathan?"

choked up. "I overheard Rylan and Andrew talking about getting him to see a

Dad? What kind of sick?" Noah asked, suddenly

but he's looking skinnier and not as peppy," Nathan's voice wavered, and his

what's wrong with Dad," Noah said, trying to stay calm. "Maybe it's just a cold

have a cold. No

out what it is and let me know. That's your new

it," Nathan said, more

reminded him, "Remember what I taught you? Stay

feeling a bit better. "I remember. That's why Rylan and Andrew

Don't stress. Dad's always been tough. Even if he's sick, it's probably not a big deal. But you still

thought about Noah's advice and felt

end, Noah couldn't get back

And now, with Micah being sick, what was he supposed to do? As he mulled it over, a

Sadie all dressed up. His heart sank. "Mom,