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

Chapter 1337 The Last Pride

"Hey, listen up!" Micah's voice was calm but had that stern edge. He didn't lose his cool or yell at Andrew. "Feelings that come from sympathy and pity? They're not stable or lasting. I don't need that!" Andrew dropped to one knee, head down, feeling ashamed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Clemens. I know I messed up."

"I've been in the business world my whole life without ever bowing my head," Micah said, his voice soft but heavy with sorrow. "Even now, facing death, I'm not scared because I've lived with pride. Don't take away my last bit of pride, got it?" "Got it," Andrew mumbled, tears filling his eyes. He bowed his head even lower, feeling the weight of Micah's vulnerability and trust.

"Alright," Micah sighed deeply. "You can go now."

"I'm really sorry," Andrew said, his voice hoarse with guilt, and quietly left the room.

Micah finished his last cigarette and lay back on the bed. He was tired, and his back hurt. He remembered when Hubert died, how weak he felt. Now, he had no strength left either.

fall asleep, don't fall asleep,' he kept telling himself. He was scared that if he did, he might not wake up. But exhaustion took over, and

the abyss, trying to drag him down. He struggled, his body stiff and powerless, unable to escape

willpower, but it

tired? If you're tired, take a break. Don't push yourself so hard," Herbert's voice came, filled with gentleness and love. In Micah's memory, Herbert never cared about status or power; he just wanted him to be

and care. Micah's mood lightened, comforted by memories of parental love. He was so tired, craving relaxation. But soon, countless voices

you fall, what will happen to VIC Group? What will happen

lives to you. As long as

reminded Micah of the

dare to slack off, didn't dare to relax, and could

the children's innocent, pure smiles. They were calling

and sweet voices seemed to have