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

Chapter 1339 Looking for Tristan

Even adults couldn't see through it, but Noah caught on right away. He held it in, played along with Micah, and covered for him, not wanting anyone to notice Micah's vulnerability. He waited until now, when everyone had left, to finally ask the question burning in his heart.

Micah thought, "Poor Noah, how much has he been holding in?"

Micah felt heartbroken but tried to act casual, patting Noah's little head and smiling. "Silly boy. Look, isn't Daddy just fine? I can see your handsome little face, and I can see you're wearing a light blue shirt and a dark blue knit vest, looking so dashing. How could my eyes have a problem?"

"Really, no problem?" Noah asked, waving his little hand in front of Micah.

Micah grabbed his hand, pulled him into a hug, and, holding back his sorrow, gently coaxed, "I'm really fine. Noah, you're only six years old. You should be living happily and carefree like Nathan, Mia, and those three little girls. You don't need to worry about grown-up stuff."

"But I can't control my brain. Sometimes, I think being too smart isn't a good thing.

all too well. When he was little, he often felt the same way. Clearly, he was just a child, yet he saw through everything between adults.

back and said softly. "With Daddy here, you don't have to be afraid of anything or worry about anything. You just need to grow up happily, okay?" Noah wanted to say okay, but he knew he couldn't manage it. Micah coaxed him, "Alright, be good. I have to tidy up. Silas is coming over

some things to handle," Noah said, looking deeply at Micah. "If you have

tech products from VIC Group have your

but suddenly, there was a knock on

to the dining room. I'll be down

and went downstairs to greet

go back to my room." With that, Noah hugged Micah and turned to

least someone could take over his responsibilities. Even if he really died one day, he

up,