Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1195 Time is Running Out

Since that day, the manor's been pretty chill.

Amanda's been looking after Joe herself and stopped bugging Sadie to hang out with him.

But Amanda still replaces time to play with the kids, teaching them to paint and whipping up cute desserts.

All the kids except Noah seem to dig her.

Sadie knew her warning worked, but she still felt uneasy and told Annika and Arya to keep a close eye on the kids.

Jesse kept the manor safe. A few times, some folks tried to sneak in, but he chased them off. He always felt like he had some secret backup. He figured Joe had set it up, so he didn't make a big deal out of it.

Time dragged on in these busy but uneventful days, and before they knew it, there were only three days left until Sadie and Micah's agreed date. Sadie watched the days tick by, feeling more and more bummed out because there was no word from Newark.

Since that call, Micah hadn't reached out to her or Noah.

Meanwhile, Nathan called twice because he missed Sadie, but he didn't mention Micah.

Nathan saw Noah and Mia on the video call and started bawling.

Noah quickly asked, "Nathan, what's up? Why are you crying?"

"I... I miss you guys," Nathan said, wiping his tears and choking up. "You guys are with Mom, and I'm all alone at home. It's so lonely."

"Where's Daddy? Isn't he with you?" Mia asked, worried. She felt bad for him and tried to wipe his tears through the screen, but obviously, she couldn't.

"Dad's super busy and hasn't been home lately," Nathan whispered, looking down sadly. He wasn't good at lying and didn't want to deceive them, but he had no choice.

Sadie saw that Nathan wasn't as cheerful as before and had become sad, which broke her heart.

"Nathan, don't cry. In a few days, Daddy will bring you to pick me up, and then we can see each other," Mia tried to comfort him, her heart aching. Then she complained angrily, "I've been calling Daddy, but I can't get through. What's he doing? Why isn't he taking care of us?"

"Mia, Dad must have his stuff to do. We need to understand him," Noah said sternly, not happy with Mia's criticism of Micah. "Last time Dad called us, he didn't sound right. Maybe he's sick."

"Okay," Mia pouted, not daring to say more.

"Yeah, Dad's sick. Don't blame him," Nathan exclaimed.

"What kind of sickness does Dad have?" Noah immediately asked.

"I... I..." Nathan stammered, looking around nervously.

"Nathan, tell me quickly," Noah urged. "What's wrong with Dad?"

"I gotta go to school now," Nathan said hurriedly and hung up.

Noah got even more anxious. "What's Nathan up to?"

"Noah, what were you talking about? Is Daddy really sick?" Mia asked, worried.

"Alright, alright, it's nothing," Sadie didn't want the kids to worry and quickly changed the subject. "Your dad told me he got a little hurt while on a business trip, but it's not serious." "Really?" Noah asked, not convinced.

"Of course it's true," Sadie responded with a smile. "It happened a while ago, and his injury should be almost healed by now. Don't worry."

"Mom, when Dad called you, why didn't you call us?" Noah looked at Sadie, confused.

"It was super late, and you were all asleep," Sadie explained. "Next time he calls me, I'll definitely call you. I think he'll contact me in the next few days."