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.

to keep his brain

The fact that he was still hanging on was a

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

pain, gripping the phone like Sadie and the kids were still on the other

their lives. Protect them quietly," Micah said, struggling. "And check on them daily. Report back

"Got it," Andrew nodded.

advised from the side.

a

the grape trellis, smiling at him like she was saying, "I'll wait for

was keeping him going, telling

Country F and bring her and

and felt a pang of sadness. From day one, he saw Micah as an unstoppable hero. He really hoped he'd get better

started investigating which estate in Grapetown Heights Sadie and Joe were staying at. The air in Grapetown Heights was always damp and