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

Chapter 1167 The Big Rain is Coming

Sadie hung up, staring at her phone with a mix of emotions. She quickly shook it off and turned to hang with the kids.

Meanwhile, Micah was sprawled on his bed, phone in hand, his bare chest hooked up to all sorts of tubes and needles.

After a couple of weeks of treatment, he was looking like a shadow of his former self-skinny, sunken eyes, the whole nine yards. It was rough.

No one even knew if this treatment was gonna work. No signs of getting better yet.

But he had no choice. It was just the beginning, and he had to tough it out a bit longer to see any light at the end of the tunnel.

The docs kept saying this treatment was brutal. Most folks wouldn't make it without some serious willpower.

Back when Sadie was treated, she was already out cold, but Micah wasn't so lucky.

wide awake for his treatment, and to keep his brain safe, they couldn't use

handle. The fact that he was still hanging on was a miracle. Today, he felt a bit

considered safety when he had Ms. James take the kids to Country C," Andrew said, trying to calm

Tristan's enemies track them to Grapetown Heights, they'll be in danger," Micah muttered, closing his eyes in pain, gripping the phone like Sadie and the

said, struggling. "And check on them daily.

"Got it," Andrew nodded.

advised from the side. "You shouldn't have made that call today; it could mess with your

die," Micah murmured, drifting into a hazy sleep, Sadie's image popping

she was saying, "I'll wait for you. Wait for you to

strong willpower was keeping him going, telling himself to live, to

to Country F and bring her and the

pained expression and felt a pang of sadness. From day one, he saw Micah as an unstoppable hero. He

Country F and started investigating which estate in