Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1063 Silly Girl

Micah put down his phone with a sigh and gazed out the window, lost in thought.

"Mr. Clemens, don't worry. I'll make a call and check," Andrew said, dialing Annika's number. Annika picked up quickly.

"What do you want?" Her tone was cold.

"It's thundering. How's Ms. James?" Andrew asked.

"Dr. Henry gave her some meds earlier. She's out cold now, not even the thunder will wake her," Annika replied coldly. "Did Mr. Clemens ask you to call?"

"Yeah," Andrew admitted, feeling awkward. "Ms. James blocked his number, so he can't reach her."

"Ms. James is fine. There's no need for your concern." Annika hung up.

Andrew turned to Micah, looking uncomfortable. "Did you hear that?"

"Seems my worries were for nothing," Micah said with a bitter smile, heading to the bathroom.

Andrew, still worried, followed him. "Are you okay? Need help with your bath?"

"Get out!" Micah snapped.

Seeing Micah still had some fight left in him, Andrew felt a bit relieved and left quickly.

Micah was completely exhausted. He undressed and sank into the bathtub, closing his eyes to enjoy a moment of peace.

But then, he felt an itch under his nose. He reached up and opened his eyes, stunned to see blood. He got up and checked in the mirror. Yep, a nosebleed. It wasn't much, but it freaked him out.

He'd pulled all-nighters before. When VIC Group went public, he went days without sleep, only feeling a bit tired. This time, though, he was more exhausted and stressed, but it shouldn't be this bad, right?

Micah remembered when Sadie was poisoned. It started with a headache, then nosebleeds. Could he be poisoned too?

The thought sent a shiver down his spine. But he didn't feel any pain, just occasional blurred vision and now a minor nosebleed.

'I shouldn't be poisoned. I've always been careful, having all my food checked. It should be fine.' Just as he was thinking this, his phone rang outside. Micah wrapped a towel around himself and went to answer it, "Hello!" "Dad." It was Mia.

"Mia? What's wrong?" Micah asked urgently. "Are you okay? Did something happen?"

"I can't sleep. I miss you," Mia said, her voice choked with sadness. "Dad, are you okay? Are you very tired and stressed?"

"I'm fine." Hearing Mia's sweet voice, Micah's heart softened.

"Dad, when I get better, will you come and get me?" Mia asked anxiously.

"Of course, silly girl," Micah said gently. "Right now, you and Mom both need Dr. Henry's treatment and can't be apart. Once you're better, I'll definitely come get you."

"That's great." Mia sighed in relief, then her voice choked up again. "Actually, I don't want to leave Mom, and Noah doesn't want to leave you. But the three of us have discussed it. If you and Mom have to be apart, Nathan and I will stay with you, and Noah will stay with Mom because Noah is smarter and can protect Mom, while Nathan and I will be with you. That way, even if you don't have Mom, you'll stay strong for us. So, Dad, please don't blame Noah. He loves you too!" "Silly girl." Micah's eyes reddened, and his voice grew hoarse. "How could I blame you? I understand."